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The work I had undertaken required a constantly recurring reference to books of the sixteenth century ; and although I had provided as many as I thought I should need , I soon found them insufficient . My uncle 's library was very large for a man in his position , but it was not by any means equally developed ; and my necessities made me think often of the old library at the Hall , which might contain somewhere in its ruins every book I wanted . Not only , however , would it have been useless to go searching in the formless mass for this or that volume , but , unable to grant Sir Giles the desire of his heart in respect of my poor field , I did not care to ask of him the comparatively small favour of being allowed to burrow in his dust-heap of literature . I was sitting , one hot noon , almost in despair over a certain little point concerning which I could find no definite information , when Mr Coningham called . After some business matters had been discussed , I mentioned , merely for the sake of talk , the difficulty I was in -- the sole disadvantage of a residence in the country as compared with London , where the British Museum was the unfailing resort of all who required such aid as I was in want of . ` But there is the library at Moldwarp Hall , ' he said . ` Yes , _ there _ it is ; but there is not _ here _ . '