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Passing through the cannery he came upon the solitary remnant of his floor force whom he had forgotten for the time being. "I'm going down-town for a few minutes, Barnes. If anybody asks for me, tell them I'll be back in half an hour." The ex-soldier's eyes brightened at the sight of his employer. "Say, Mr.

There was something grim in the ex-soldier's face and in the set of his gross lips as the two came up, but the aura of the girl prevented Peter from paying much attention to it. As the two reached Tump, Peter had just lifted his hand to his hat when Tump made a quick step out at the gate, in front of them, and swung a furious blow at Peter's head. Cissie screamed.

And as I listened to the ex-soldier's familiar story, I recalled persons whom I had on one and another occasion remembered, and speeches which on one and another occasion had made an impression upon me. "But at last," the ex-soldier continued, "I took heart of grace, and caught her in a barn. Pressing her into a corner, I said: 'Now let it be yes or no.

Similarly could I understand the ex-soldier's indignation, for, like him, I felt that such dreary, monotonous singing was altogether out of place in a spot where everything could troll a song so delightful as to lead one to wish to hear nothing more, to hear only the whispering of the forest and the babbling of the stream. And especially out of place did the terms "palm" and "Mennonite" appear.

True, those fellows are hard enough, but at the same time to speak plainly, NO ONE in these parts has any regard for us since only too many of the sort of Russian folk who come here in search of work are not overly-desirable." "Where do you yourself come from?" The ex-soldier's tone was severe. "From Kursk, we might say." "From Russia, then?" "Yes, I suppose so.

Then he added: "Generally such fortune falls to the lot of people who have tender consciences. He who values himself also values his fellows; but, unfortunately a man all too seldom values even himself." "To whom are you referring? To you and myself?" "To our Russian folk in general." "Then you cannot have very much respect for Russia." The ex-soldier's tone had taken on a curious note.

He hesitated a moment, then turned off the road around the crescent for the path through the glade. A thought to dissuade Tump from drinking the fiery "singlings" of the moonshiners crossed Peters mind, but he put it aside. Tump was a habitué of the glade. All the physiological arguments upon which Peter could base an argument were far beyond the ex-soldier's comprehension.

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