Two or three old sculls and oars stood against the wall, and against another part of the wall was a small dresser, making a spare show of the commonest articles of crockery and cooking-vessels.

The roof of the room was not plastered, but was formed of the flooring of the room above.

This, being very old, knotted, seamed, and beamed, gave a lowering aspect to the chamber; and roof, and walls, and floor, alike abounding in old smears of flour, red-lead (or some such stain which it had probably acquired in warehousing), and damp, alike had a look of decomposition.
'The gentleman, father.' The figure at the red fire turned, raised its ruffled head, and looked like a bird of prey.
'You're Mortimer Lightwood Esquire; are you, sir ?' 'Mortimer Lightwood is my name.

What you found,' said Mortimer, glancing rather shrinkingly towards the bunk; 'is it here ?' ''Tain't not to say here, but it's close by.

I do everything reg'lar.
I've giv' notice of the circumstarnce to the police, and the police have took possession of it.