"I have a delightful bedroom," I said. "It has pictures of deer." "Stags, you mean," said Lional. "That's the stink room. She's got the stink room, the stink room, the stink room."
Lional seemsed very difficult to talk to and not as grown-up as he looked, but I tried again. "Have all the rooms got names?" "Rather. There's the Pigsty, the Dungeon, Blue Ruin, Hades and the Un-breathy-air Hole." "They're not very pretty names." "Who wants pretty names? Heave over the jam."