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I told the old man only the last time we were in that he could go broke that I'd beat Sam Hollis, and here the first time we come together he makes her look like a wood-carrier. The best thing I can do, I guess, is to keep out of the race; maybe it will save the old man some money. I expected he'd beat us, the trim we were in but to beat us the way he did!"
She had killed no fatted calf for her prodigal. So here he was, at thirty-five, envying a girl who could carry wood without weariness. The envy had become acute irritation by the time the wood was stacked and the wood-carrier brought her shining hair and rain-tinted cheeks into the living-room. "Leg bad again?" asked Desire casually. "No temper." "It's time for tea. I'll see about it."
Marx had gone out to reconnoitre in a more cheerful mood, for the doctor had made good the loss sustained in the death of his old nag, and he returned at noon with good news. A wood-carrier, whom he met on the high-road, had told him where Jorg, the charcoal-burner, lived. The fugitives could reach his hut before night, and in so doing approach nearer the Rhine valley.
Marx had gone out to reconnoitre in a more cheerful mood, for the doctor had made good the loss sustained in the death of his old nag, and he returned at noon with good news. A wood-carrier, whom he met on the high-road, had told him where Jorg, the charcoal-burner, lived. The fugitives could reach his hut before night, and in so doing approach nearer the Rhine valley.
Even Hawkes partly discarded his tragedy face; the old lady threw a bundle of fifty odd years from her shoulders as easily as a wood-carrier would cast aside his miserable stack of fagots, while Barnes forgot his troubles in narrating the harrowing experience of a company which had penetrated the west at a period antedating the settlement of the Michigan and Ohio boundary dispute.
Marx had gone out to reconnoitre in a more cheerful mood, for the doctor had made good the loss sustained in the death of his old nag, and he returned at noon with good news. A wood-carrier, whom he met on the high-road, had told him where Jorg, the charcoal-burner, lived. The fugitives could reach his hut before night, and in so doing approach nearer the Rhine valley.
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