«Once there was a great noise in our house, – a thumping and battering and grating. It was my own self dragging my big trunk down from the garret. I did it myself because I wanted it done. If I had said, «Halicarnassus, will you fetch my trunk down?» he would have asked me what trunk? and what did I want of it? and would not the other one be better? and couldn't I wait till after dinner? – and so the trunk would probably have had a three-days journey from garret to basement.»
