He had to plead with every member of the household, from grandmother to daughter, to get them to take us in; but at last he was successful.

We went into a most interesting room.

The finish and furnishings were old and quaint, the woodwork bare of paint and scoured clean and smooth by years of scrubbing.

In time we were served with bread (they were out of butter, they said) preserved cherries, walnuts, and hot milk.

(Our guide said it was safer to have the milk boiled.) We enjoyed the meal amid the unique surroundings.