Fun fact: the cabins get even pokier when you add a whole-ass standing cabinet gramophone, the wind-up sort that comes nearly up to a person's chest. It is a very handsome addition though.

One of the drawers is pushed slightly open by its overstuffed contents, and it squishes slightly closed as Cass nudges up against them. There's a soft crinkle of wax paper and a smell of cheddar and cured meats.

Splash splash splash, from the bathroom, and Arthur reappears towelling his face with his sleeve. He's temporarily caneless -- it's in its usual place by the door -- hence: "Shout if I'm about to walk into anybody."