Publisher's Synopsis
"You've got a nice room here, Walter." "Yes, you know I am to stay here two years, and I might as well be comfortable." "It's ever so much better than my room-twice as big, to begin with. Then, my carpet looks as if it had come down through several generations. I'll bet the old lady had it when she was first married. As for a mirror, I've got a seven-by-nine looking-glass that I have to look into twice before I can see my whole face. As for the bedstead, it creaks so when I jump into it that I expect every night it'll fall to pieces like the 'one hoss shay, ' and spill me on the floor. Now your room is splendidly furnished." "Yes, it is now, but father furnished it at his own expense. He said he was willing to lay out a little money to make me comfortable." "That's more than my father said. He told me it wouldn't do me any harm to rough it."
