There yet remain a few stained panes in the upper part; few as they are and small, yet the coloured light that enters through them seems to tone the room.
The furniture, of oak, is plain and spare to the verge of a gaunt severity, and there is not one single picture-frame on the wide expanse of wall.

On the table are a few books and some letters, with foreign postmarks, and addressed in the crabbed handwriting of Continental scholars.

Over the table a brazen lamp hangs suspended by a slender chain.
In a corner are some fragments of stone mouldings and wood carvings like the panel of an ancient pew.

There are no shelves and no bookcase.

Besides those on the table, one volume lies on the floor, which is without carpet or covering, but absolutely clean: and by the wall, not far from the fireplace, is an open chest, ancient and ponderous, in which are the works of the Fathers.