Then we came to a high white wall that surrounded a large garden, and within it was a long, massive building of some beauty and pretension, with a high, latticed belfry and heavy walls and with arched dormers in the sloping roof.
Just another note: some people are apparently concerned that Muldertorture stories are plotless, but I think a lot of our stories are plotless, and I don't have much of a problem with that, although I do enjoy plotted stories with morals more.
The cooks …prick it [a slice] on a prog of iron.
He looked round the poor room, at the distempered walls, and the bad engravings in meretricious frames, the crinkly paper and wax flowers on the chiffonier; and he thought of a room like Father Bryan's, with panelling, with cut glass, with tulips in silver pots, such a room as he had hoped to have for his own.
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