“Often, you know, our friends bring their children.”
“Very true.”
“It would be a good place to read or write in, when the house was full.”
“Exactly.”
“Certainly. And then, sometimes, when a lot of you young fellows got together, and wanted to have a ‘high old time,’ you could go out there, and I could go to bed and let you have it out. Don’t you see?”
“Capital.”
So it was settled.
“But, Charley, would not a single room, stuck out all alone in the yard, have rather a queer look?”
“Rather queer, I should say.”
“While we are about it, why not put two rooms under one roof?”