After this we were shown to our rooms.

And such rooms as they were.

All the old maids in the country could not have improved their spick-span neatness.

The floors were as white as pine plank could be scoured; the sheets and bedding as clean as cotton and linen and woolen could be washed.

Nothing in any home in the land was any more daintily, wholesomely, unqualifiedly clean than were these little chambers, each containing two beds, one for each man assigned to their occupancy.
Andrews doubted if we could stand all this radical change in our habits.
He feared that it was rushing things too fast.