In the second story of it were two bedrooms, opening into each other.

The first and larger one was assigned to Dab and Ford, and the inner one to Frank.
"Yours is a coop," said Ford to his friend from India; "but ours is big enough.

You can come in here to study, and we'll fix it up prime.

The stove's a queer one.

Guess they burn wood up here mostly." Of course, so long as there was a good "wood-lot" on the outlying farm that belonged to Mr.Hart's speculation.
The stove was a little box of an affair, with two "griddles" on top, and was quite capable of warming that floor.
"She's putting Dick away in back somewhere," said Frank.