It was furnished with a carpet of bright green thrown over a foundation of linoleum, a suite of stamped magenta plush, an overmantel, gilt cornices over the windows, a piano, a table covered with a gaudy tablecloth.

On the walls were hung some oleographs.

The lighting of the room was of gas with incandescent mantles.

There had been, apparently, judging by an odour which still remained, a great deal of beer consumed in the apartment at one time or another.
"Nice room, this," Mr.Henneford remarked approvingly.

"Slap up, ain't it?
Your bedroom's next door, and your secretary's just round the corner.