(1980 memoirs)
The floor [of Frankie's dining room] was of wide painted boards, that shade of tan with a dash of orange in it so often seen. To the left there was a large square cut as for a trap door, with an iron ring to lift it up. Underneath was sort of a cistern to store rainwater, and I saw it once or twice -- rather spooky.
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