The Baudelaires dried themselves off, and then was the time for the tour of the house. Normally, when you have a house, the inside reflects the outside. This is not always true; I remember finding a photon torpedo in a Nuba hut while escaping from some head hunters, which was useful, yet in this case it was. As Mrs. Murus so aptly put it, a word which here means "said it exactly the way I would have but with more Latin," said:
"This house is Latin. Everything's Latin. Do you know Latin? You should know Latin. I'll teach you Latin. From now on, call me Granny Murus."
Which is what I would have said, excluding the "call me Granny Murus."
The Baudelaire orphans looked at everything the way they would look at a museum; interesting, but not a place they would like to live in. Violet found no interesting technology past the renaissance; Sunny found nothing she could bite on but stone which would break even her powerful teeth, and Klaus hadn't found any books yet. Yet.
"And now on to the library, which is a word that comes from the Latin word libri, meaning 'books.'"
Klaus was about to sigh, but it was stopped short when she opened the doors, revealing shelves upon shelves of books, scrolls, and tablets, in a large circle shape around a very large marble pillar in the center of the room. Light shone through the windows, hitting the pillar, which reflected more light and everything gleamed.
"All these books are about Roman history, Latin, or they are in Latin. We will meet here an hour a day at 3 to learn Latin, but you could come whenever you like."
"Thank you, Mrs. Murus. It is very kind of you," said Klaus sincerely, a word which here means "with much sincerity."
"Well, here is your room. There are two beds, a cradle, and a box. You can unpack and I'll bring out dinner. Valete!"
The orphans looked at their room, covered in murals of Roman Gods.
"Does this seem odd to you?" Klaus whispered.
"Nurk!" said sunny, which meant something like "Yes, Mrs. Murus seems a bit strange, though she is providing care to us, and it's a bit fun living somewhere so different."
"I agree," Violet said. "We have no real reason to complain."
"At least, I hope not," Klaus sighed as he began to unpack.