"No, indeed," Jean corrected, "he will merely use this room to train in."
"How do you train in a room?" Stover asked her.
"Why, you—just train, I suppose." Miss Chapin turned to Glass.
"How does a person train in a room?"
"Why, he—just trains, that's all. A guy can't train without trainin'-quarters, can he?"
"We thought it would make a nice gymnasium," offered Miss Blake.
"Looks like business." Stover's admiration was keen. "I rode over to Gallagher's place last night and laid our bets."
"How much have you wagered?" asked Fresno.
"More'n we can afford to lose."
"But you aren't going to lose," Miss Blake said, enthusiastically.
"I got Gallagher to play some records for me."