Nextly she show me kitchen. O shocks! It were size like the interior of a upright piano. Hon. Gas Stove look chilly from setting too close to Hon. Ice Box which was hot from contax with gas stove.
“This Kitchen are small but comfortless,” she explain braskly. “It are slightly compressed, yet there is room for everything to cook with.”
“One thing to cook with there is no room for,” I snuggest.
“What should that be?” she require.
“The cook,” I explain.
“Smallish Japanese is capable of squeezing,” she fire back.
Nextly she ope door by Kitchen and show me one dark-complexioned cubby hole to look at.
“What a nice vegetable closet!” I report. “But too small, perhaps, for large cabbages.”
“That are not a vegetable closet—it are a servant’s bedroom,” she develop.