Bert Elting had bought it for a small sum of money, and had built the house over it.
He and a friend, had spent many days and nights aboard, anchored out on the fishing grounds.

When they desired to change their location a launch usually could be found to tow them about.
At each end of the house there was a cockpit some three feet long.

In other words the house did not extend the full length of the boat.

At the rear there was a long-handed tiller.

The boat was flat as a floor.
"If the inside is as handsome as the outside, we shall have the nightmare all the time," declared Margery.
"We had better look at the inside," reflected Miss Elting.
There were doors at each end.