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Whereupon Joe put down the cup and prepared to engage in another snarling argument. Only a combined threat from the three to put him out of the game forced him to play. He got five, and suddenly became quiet and anxious. Shand threw four, whereupon Joe's little soul rebounded in the air again. Husky got eight. Shand rose without a word and crossed the room to the door.
The reviewer is unable to determine whether these different points of view have any further implications than a difference in the definitions adopted by the two writers. McDougall obviously employs the term instinct in a much more comprehensive and inclusive sense than Shand does.
He was much given to childish stratagems, and was subject to fits of childish passion. He possessed enormous physical strength without much staying power. Black Shand carried his box to the fire and sat scowling into the flames. He was of a saturnine nature, in whom anger burned slow and deep. He was a man of few words. Half a head shorter than big Jack, he showed a greater breadth of shoulders.
Those Cromptons were very unwillingly persuaded to take a sort of interest in me, though they really know nothing about me. And I have already lost any good which might come from their protection. She told me yesterday, that I ought not to walk about with Mr. Shand. 'And what did you say? 'Of course I told her to mind her own business. I had no alternative.
"When Husk gets to the golden gates," Jack went on, "if Peter tries to hold him up, he'll say, 'What is it worth to you, old man?" This well-known saying of their partner produced a subdued laugh all around. Black Shand remarked in his curt way: "Husky wouldn't get along in heaven. Ain't got no ear for music." "He'd be in trouble down below, too," said Jack.
"I sew one for each man," she said. Having made Husky comfortable, she took her work out into the sunshine. Jack, Shand, and Joe lounged in front of her smoking, watching her covertly; each privately making up his mind to secure that charming sewing-machine for his own household, whatever the cost. "Ain't you got not'ing to do?" asked Bela coolly. "This is a holiday," replied Jack.
He looked back and remembered the wise counsels which had been given him on board the ship, when the captain and Mrs. Callender and poor Dick Shand had remonstrated with him, and called to mind his own annoyance when he had bidden them mind their own affairs.
He did mean to marry her; there's no doubt of that. But it was a queer kind of life we lived up there. 'I suppose so, said the doctor. Mrs. Rewble again looked at the girls and then at her mother; but Mrs. Shand was older and less timid than her married daughter. Mrs. Rewble when a girl herself had never been sent away, and was now a pattern of female discretion.
'Maria has been thinking so much about your coming, said the youngest, not the girl who had been impertinent and ill-behaved before, for she had since become a grown-up Miss Shand, and had a young attorney of her own on hand, and was supposed to be the one of the family most likely to carry her pigs to a good market, but the youngest of them all who had been no more than a child when he had been at Pollington before.
"What for you get up so early?" she demanded. "Bela, we got something to say to you," Big Jack began portentously. "More talk?" asked Bela. "This is serious." "Well, say it." "Let's go outside," said Joe nervously. "It's suffocating in here." Filing out of the shack, they stood against the wall in a row Big Jack, Black Shand, Husky, and Young Joe. Bela stood off a little way, watching them warily.
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