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On crawling into the cabin Frank found the stove burning fiercely with the register open full blast. He was sitting near it wrapped in a thick blanket from which his bare legs and arms protruded when Harry joined him.
"This should thaw you out," the latter said. "The place would do for drying fruit in. Got any coffee left?"