"Rags and straw," said Norton. "Then a bedstead wants a bed on it, Pink; and blankets or coverlets or something, and sheets, and all that."
Matilda watched Norton's pencil as it noted the articles.
"Then she wants some towels, and a basin of some sort to wash in."
"H'm!" said Norton. "Herself, I hope?"
"Yes, I hope so. But she has nothing to make herself clean with."
"Then a stand, and basin, and towels; and a pitcher, Pink, I suppose, to hold water."
"Yes, a pitcher, or jug, or something. We want to get the cheapest things we can. And soap."
"Let's have plenty of that," said Norton, putting down soap. "Now then—what next?"
"A little wooden table, Norton; she has nothing but a chair to set her tea on."
"A table. And a carpet?"