In the third chapter of Wuthering Heights", the narrator, finding himself at the manor house of the same name, describes a room with a curious kind of bed:
The whole furniture consisted of a chair, a clothes-press, and a large oak case, with squares cut out near the top resembling coach windows. Having approached this structure, I looked inside, and perceived it to be a singular sort of old-fashioned couch, very conveniently designed to obviate the necessity for every member of the family having a room to himself. In fact, it formed a little closet, and the ledge of a window, which it enclosed, served as a table. I slid back the panelled sides, got in with my light, pulled them together again, and felt secure against the vigilance of Heathcliff, and every one else.
from Apartment Therapy | Saving the world, one room at a time http://ift.tt/2F3bf7g
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