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The stranger stood at the manteltree and tried the pipes’ capacity with his thick-ended thumb, finding one at last to his requirements.

He had been smoking before the fireplace, and he reached up now to put his pipe away on the manteltree.

The house dog lay stretched out on the floor,      Where the shade, afternoons, used to steal;    The busy old wife by the open door      Was turning the spinning wheel,    And the old brass clock on the manteltree    Had plodded along to almost three.