human
My, but there are a lot of them!
gpt
Yes, Aunt Yvonne said she was rather ashamed of this closet, said Louis.
human
She's used it as a catch-all for years, and most of these bundles are things she never has any use for, yet won't under any circumstances give or throw away.
gpt
We have the same kind of a closet at home, remarked Carol.
human
Mother says she doesn't know how she'd get along without it,--I mean the kind of place where you stow things away that you hardly expect to touch again.
gpt
So have we,
human
That's the last, I guess, except some scraps of wrapping-paper and so on. I'll just look among these to see that there's nothing more.
gpt
What's the matter?
human
Somebody bring a candle! commanded the Imp.
gpt
There's something queer here!
human
Here it is,
gpt
It's this hole, explained the Imp, holding the candle to a space about six inches in diameter, near the base of the wall.
human
It was back of a pile of bundles, and I guess it must have been made by mice or rats, for the gnawed bits are lying all around. It must be rather recent, too, for it looks so. My hand slipped into it a moment ago, and the boarding came loose as I was trying to get it out. I think it must be because it was so old and rotten. Anyhow, it pulled away, and I just caught a glimpse of something behind it that seemed strange.
gpt
Why, it's a _fireplace_! cried the Imp, poking her head in as Louis pulled away another board.
human
A great, immense fireplace, even bigger than the one in your living-room.