“How did we get started?” exclaimed the other indignantly. “Why, you insisted on going in there to look at rooms, you idiot!”
“Well, you asked how much it was, didn’t you? It was all safe enough until then.”
“Now, hang it, Poke, I feel as though we’d ought to take it; as though it was our duty! After all, you know, we drove Bull away.”
“How can we take it, you simpleton? Haven’t we got a room already? Honest, Gil, you oughtn’t to be trusted out alone! If it hadn’t been for me we’d been saddled with two rooms now!”
“Well, why didn’t you help me? You could see that I was—was hypnotized!”
“I guess I was too,” laughed Poke. “I never knew before how easy it is to buy something you don’t want! Not that I wouldn’t like to have that room, though. It’s a peach, isn’t it?”
“Yes, it’s about twice the size of Number 12. I wonder what it would be like to have all the light and sunshine you wanted.”
“I’m crazy about the windows,” said Poke. “We could have a seat built in that bay, Gil.”
“Sure. And with our pictures and stuff to fix up with the room would look dandy.”
“Great!” sighed Poke.