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Updated: May 19, 2025
There was a big knee-hole table and half a dozen chairs. There was an old portrait in oils over the mantelpiece, several arm-chairs, one with a book-rest. Half a dozen photographs stood on the mantelpiece, and there was practically nothing else in the room but carpets and curtains.
A square of polished mahogany was screwed into the bulkhead beside it, with the following inscription in brass letters: DON'T KNOCK. COME IN. The Officer of the Watch drew back the curtain and motioned to his companion to enter. "Lieutenant Commander Standish, sir," he said. The Commander, who was writing at a knee-hole table, turned and rose with his grave, slow smile.
On the floor, instead of tables, stood cases such as you see in a museum, filled with coins and queer stone implements. There was a knee-hole desk in the middle, and seated at it, with some papers and open volumes before him, was the benevolent old gentleman.
Here was a round table, with a large pot full of flowers, geraniums and musk flowers outside, with the sun gilding their green leaves most amiably, and everything unpretending, but bright and comfortable; well padded sofa, luxurious armchair, stand-up reading desk, and a very large knee-hole table; a fine mirror from the ceiling to the dado; a book-case with choice books, and on a pembroke table near the wall were several periodicals.
"Yes, sir, and no salt, neither." "Sorry to see success has gone to your head," drawled Potts, eyeing the Boy's long hair. "I don't see any undue signs of it elsewhere." "Faith! I do, thin. He's turned wan o' thim hungry, grabbin' millionaires." "What makes you think that?" laughed the Boy, poking his brown fingers through the knee-hole of his breeches.
The agent gave me the only other chair in the room it was clear that in their various feats of commercial dexterity the firm depended very little upon furniture and balanced himself on the edge of his knee-hole table. He was a little, round man, and his feet dangled three inches from the floor. He looked honest enough, and spoke straightforwardly. "You have come about the yacht, sir.
He was in a little room which was half-parlour, half bed-room. There was a camp bed in one corner; there was an ancient knee-hole writing desk under the window across which the big curtains had been drawn; there were a couple of easy-chairs on either side of the hearth. There were books and papers on a shelf; there were pictures and cartoons on the walls.
At the further end two rusty leather arm-chairs flanked a cast-iron stove in the corner, and were balanced in the other and darker corner by a knee-hole writing-desk littered with seeds and bulbs and spurs and bits of fishing tackle, and equipped for its real purpose with a forbidding-looking pen and inkpot, and a torn piece of weather-beaten blotting-paper.
The creaking wheels of two small wheelbarrows made Jan look up from the letters she was writing at the knee-hole table that stood in the nursery window, and she beheld little Fay and Tony, followed by Meg knitting busily, as they came through the yew archway on to the lawn. Meg subsided into one of the white seats, but the children processed solemnly round, pausing under Jan's window.
"And what is your business to-day?" asked Mr. Newton, when, after a cordial greeting, his fair client had taken a chair beside his knee-hole table. "A rather serious matter, I assure you. I want to make my will." "Very right, very right; it will not bring you any nearer your last hour and it ought to be done." The lawyer drew a sheet of paper to him, and prepared to "take instructions."
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