The hall in which he found himself was of old panelled oak, with lights
which came from very high above. Oak furniture stood sparsely here and
there. The only remarkable things were a couple of plain white tablets
let into the wall at either side, like marble memorials in a church.
Through many passages and past the doors of innumerable rooms
Theophilus Ruff led our young hero. Bookcases filled with
solemn-looking books stood all along the corridors. Marble timepieces
squatted silently on the ledges. White statues held out cold glimmering
arms from dusky recesses. Here and there, on little round tables by
oriel windows, large-type family Bibles lay open, many of them having
bookmarks inserted here and there, some of discoloured ribbon, but many
of common pink and white string such as is used by country grocers to
tie up parcels of sugar.
They went next through a great echoing kitchen, with all manner of
rusted machinery for roasting and turning cobwebbing the walls; by the
side of vast black cooking-ranges, past a glimmering and diminishing
array of brass pans and silver dish-covers upon the walls, Cleg
followed the General like his shadow.
"We shall have some dinner presently," said Theophilus Ruff. "I always
dine in the middle of the day ever since I began to keep house for
myself."
He spun another combination lock, clicked a key, and Cleg found himself
in a little brick addition, plastered like a swallow's nest against the
rear wall of Barnbogle House.
Here were a little table of scoured woodwork, and a cheap cooking-range
with a paraffin stove, which, like all its kind, leaked a little.
Upon a shelf under the window were tumbled roughly a cooking-pot, a
frying-pan, a skillet, a brander, two tin plates, and half-a-dozen
cheap knives and forks, all of the poorest and most ordinary
description, and most of them dirty in the extreme.
The General ushered Cleg into this place with some ceremony and
condescension, like a superior initiating a new and untried assistant
into the work of his department.
"I will show you how to light the stove," he said; "it is an
exceedingly convenient invention. I wish we had had them in the army in
my time. I will do the cooking myself on this occasion, in order that
you may see in what manner you may best assist me in the future.
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