In a corner stands a spinning-wheel, distaff, and reel complete, as if
some dainty damsel at work had fled at the approach of footsteps;
and there beyond is a dusty pillion which conjures up a picture of
Mistress Lane seated behind "Will Jackson" upon their way to Bristol.
The ancient glass and china, too, would whet the appetite of the most
exacting connoisseur. But we must not linger longer, or we shall envy
these choice possessions.