"You'd think with all the big comf'table bedrooms to choose from he wouldn't pick out this two-by-four, would you?
But he did, probably because nobody else would.
He was a contrary old rooster, and odd as Dick's hat-band." Thankful was listening, although not to their guide's remarks.

She was listening for sounds such as she had heard--or thought she had heard--on the occasion of her previous visit to that room.

But there were no such sounds.

There was the bed, the patchwork comforter, the chair and the pictures on the walls, but when she approached that bed there came no disturbing groans.

And, by day, the memory of her fright seemed absolutely ridiculous.