"We'll set it up slantwise before the fire, open the doors and lie down in it.

I've a notion that it will keep us warm, even if it isn't very soft." The wardrobe was about four feet wide, and, after propping up the top end at an easy slant, we lay down in it, and took turns getting up to replenish the blaze in the oven.

It was not wholly uncomfortable; but any sense of ease that I had begun to feel was banished by a suspicion that Addison now confided to me.
"I don't certainly know what place this is," he said, "but I'm beginning to think that it must be the old Jim Cronin farm.

I've heard that it's over in this vicinity, away off in the woods by itself.

If that's so," Addison went on, "nobody has lived here for eight or nine years.