Hope, looking into the truck, found treasures--a dozen new sacks, a heavy hammer, a small bag of nails, a can of tea, and a bag with a loaf in it, and several broken pieces of bread.

He put his lamp out directly, for he had lucifer-matches in his pocket, and he hid the bag of bread; then he lighted his lamp again and fastened it up by a nail in the centre of the hall.
"There," said he to Burnley, "that's to light us both equally; when it goes out you must hang up yours in its place." "That's fair," said Burnley, humbly.
There were two trucks on Hope's side of the hall--the empty one in question, and one that was full of coal.

Both stood about two yards from Hope's side of the hall.

Hope turned the empty truck and brought it parallel to the other; then he nailed two sacks together, and fastened them to the coal truck and the debris; then he laid sacks upon the ground for Grace to lie on, and he kept two sacks for himself, and two in reserve, and he took two and threw them to Ben Burnley.
"I give you two, and I keep two myself," said he.

"But my daughter shall have a room to herself even here; and if you molest her I'll brain you with this hammer." "I don't want to molest her," said Burnley.