"No; I don't see that you can; but, then, no more can I."
"That's unanswerable; but as there's only one, what's to be done?"
"I can have it," answered Hugh slyly; "it belongs to my room!"
As his brother did not immediately reply, Hugh saw he had gained an advantage.
"Here's a go," said John, looking round in dismay. "Now I shouldn't wonder if you didn't claim the washstand too."
"Then I will claim it," said Hugh with a wink.
And sure enough Hugh kept the washstand.
"Well, I've got my own bed," said John; "you can't take that from under me."
Decidedly with lowered spirits he descended to see about the bedstead, unforeseen difficulties in the direction of Agnes looming before him; but the delight of planning how it was to go through the door whole, turned off his thoughts.
At last the actual moment arrived. The clothes and mattresses were heaped on Hugh's bed, and they began wheeling it about in fine style.