Complaining shrieks of the storeroom door, the hinges of which were exceedingly rusty, bore testimony to repeated openings; and the voice of old Pedro was audible, cursing the ice-machine.
"The Locusts' Years"
Mary Helen Fee
A visit to the storeroom and a little calculation showed that there were sufficient groceries already on hand to last the month out.
"My Home In The Field of Honor"
Frances Wilson Huard
The other jerked his head in the direction of the storeroom.
"The Gray Phantom's Return"
Herman Landon