We held our next business meeting on my houseboat.

Brown was opposed at first to my going down to this houseboat at all.

He thought that none of us should leave town while the novel was still on hand.
MacShaughnassy, on the contrary, was of opinion that we should work better on a houseboat.

Speaking for himself, he said he never felt more like writing a really great work than when lying in a hammock among whispering leaves, with the deep blue sky above him, and a tumbler of iced claret cup within easy reach of his hand.

Failing a hammock, he found a deck chair a great incentive to mental labour.