And now, sir, perhaps I had best show you to your rooms." A square balustraded gallery ran round the top of the old hall, approached by a double stair.

From this central point two long corridors extended the whole length of the building, from which all the bedrooms opened.

My own was in the same wing as Baskerville's and almost next door to it.

These rooms appeared to be much more modern than the central part of the house, and the bright paper and numerous candles did something to remove the sombre impression which our arrival had left upon my mind.
But the dining-room which opened out of the hall was a place of shadow and gloom.

It was a long chamber with a step separating the dais where the family sat from the lower portion reserved for their dependents.
At one end a minstrel's gallery overlooked it.