It disclosed the usual state of grime and confusion.

His fishing-rod and tackle were there.

There had been no attempt to pack his few belongings, which lay scattered about in dismal disorder.

The photograph of the pleasant, homely-looking woman on the mantelpiece, with the inscription below, "Alfred, from Mother," stood in its usual place.

His Aristophanes lay open in the window-sill at the place for to-day's lesson.