The front door was oped and a man was in the hall. The man had a beard and a moustache. He was moving a large desk. The man looked up and saw Toby. 'Good morning,'said the man. 'Good morning,' Toby replied. 'You're the new owner of number seventeen, aren't you?' 'That's right,'said the man. I arrived here yesterday. Can you help me ? I want to move this desk. I want to put it in back room,' 'I'll help you,'said Toby. 'This desk is very heavy,'said the man. 'We can take out some of the drawers,'said Toby. 'It will be lighter then. 'Good idea,' said the man. 'Then we can carry the desk more easily.