Premise: We are quite a war household; nothing is wasted here, every scrap of waste paper, even, is saved and sent away in sacks." I expressed my appreciation, and John took me into the house and up the broad staircase, which forked right and left half-way to different wings of the building.

Hypothesis: I appreciated the estate helping in the war effort, but with their mass of resources, it was kind of expected.
Relation: neutral