But make yourselves at home, strangers.

Supper is nearly ready and there is food enough for all." Inside the house there was but one large room, simply but comfortably furnished.

It had benches, a table and a fireplace, all made of stone.
On the hearth a pot was bubbling and steaming, and Trot thought it had a rather nice smell.

The visitors seated themselves upon the benches--except the Ork.

which squatted by the fireplace--and the Bumpy Man began stirring the kettle briskly.
"May I ask what country this is, sir ?" inquired Cap'n Bill.
"Goodness me--fruit-cake and apple-sauce!--don't you know where you are ?" asked the Bumpy Man, as he stopped stirring and looked at the speaker in surprise.
"No," admitted Cap'n Bill.