"You'd think it a bit loansoom, wouldn' yo', ef yo' staayed in it yeear in and yeear out?"
"I don't know," said Alice doubtfully. "Perhaps—a little," she ventured, encouraged by Greatorex's indulgent smile.
"An' loansoom it is," said Greatorex dismally.
Alice explored, penetrating into the interior.
"Oh—but aren't you glad you've got such a lovely fireplace?"
"I doan' knaw as I've thought mooch about it. We get used to our own."
"What are those hooks for in the chimney?"
"They? They're fer 'angin' the haams on—to smoak 'em."
"I see."
She would have sat there on the oak settle but that Greatorex was holding open the door of an inner room.