Now this cupboard had been the lumber-room in Caleb's household.
It was the neatest, best-stored Ritualistic cupboard in Bumsteadville.
Lyddy stood by the cupboard, lookin' straight at the glass spoon-holder.
It had also that peculiar smell of cupboard which seems to come of poverty.
Why, for all I know, there may be one of them under that bed, inside that cupboard.