They decided, however, to take up their quarters there until morning.

Looking for the road was evidently quite useless, and, anyway, they were much too tired to tramp any longer.

They found a place away from door and window where some of the floor-boards still survived and sank down with their backs to the wall.

Amy heaved a great sigh of relief.
"Gee," he muttered, "this is fine!" "Pull the blanket up," murmured Clint with a pathetic effort at humour.
Amy chuckled weakly.
"I can't reach it," he said.

"Guess it's on the floor.