I had left the depot in a snow-storm; I reached the roundhouse in a blizzard.
You could set your watch by that tune as confidently as by the roundhouse whistle.
Ralph waited until they were on their way home from the roundhouse that evening.
Leaving school, he secured a job in the roundhouse at Stanley Junction.
They steamed out of the roundhouse and were soon at the head of their freight train.
“There must be a crisis soon,” he said, and went to the roundhouse door.
“It will be a sort of vacation holiday for you, lad,” said the roundhouse foreman.
It was patent that some one had sneaked into the roundhouse and had pasted the papers there.
Given free 175 access to the roundhouse, Archie had just about lived there.
Ralph noticed this when he first came down to the roundhouse.