“I shall have to put you fellows in the same room,” said the hotel keeper.
“That’s all right,” the guests replied.
“Well, I think,” said the host, “you’ll have a comfortable night.
It’s a featherbed.”
At two o’clock in the morning one of the guests awoke his companion.
“Change places with me, Dick,” he groaned.
“It’s my turn to lie on the feather.”
