I suppose the cooks haven't gone down to the cookhouse?"
"Amusement Only"
Richard Marsh
His gaze followed the bridge-service track past the cookhouse and bunkhouse and the storehouses, out across the completed shore span to the gigantic structure of the south cantilever.
"Out of the Primitive"
Robert Ames Bennet
She had been protruding her head out of the cookhouse to make sure that there were really two white men sitting down in the veranda, when there used to be only one, who would not, because he could not, eat anything; and she had been considerably exercised in her mind about this fact.
"How I Found Livingstone"
Sir Henry M. Stanley