Here we are; one flight." They turned in the first entrance of Hensey and climbed the stairs.
Innes's room, like Clint's, faced the stair-well, being also Number 14, and from behind the closed door came a babel of voices.
"Full house tonight," observed Amy, knocking thunderously.

But the knocking wasn't heard inside and, after a moment, Amy turned the knob and walked in, followed by Clint.

Nearly a dozen boys were crowded in the room and each of the two small beds sagged dangerously under the weight it held.
"We knocked," said Amy, "but you hoodlums are making so much noise that--" "Hi, Amy! How's the boy ?" called a youth whose position facing the door allowed him to discover the newcomers.

Heads turned and other greetings followed.

It was evident to Clint that his room-mate was a popular chap, for everyone seemed thoroughly glad to see him.
"Come here, Amy," called a big fellow who was sprawled in a Morris chair.