A restoring peace brooded over hisgreat extended
body.
He was enormously pleased: they were both strung on
the same wires. Gant grinned with a thin false painting of mirth.
There was a droninginterminable wait at a
junction-town near the foot-hills. The trees rose gauntand stark: they were almost
leafless. A restoring peace brooded over hisgreat extended body. You want to
laysomething by for a rainy day, dont you?
All the propertyI need is eight feet of earth to be
buried in. Which of us has looked into hisfathers heart? Eliza packed her samples,
and stood uplooking sharply and curiously about the dusty little shop. A restoring
peace brooded over hisgreat extended body.
Itll double in value in the next few years. He was
caught, drowning in the tides of his thirst.
Im having my rainy day now, he said gloomily. Gant
grinned with a thin false painting of mirth.
When his apprenticeship was over he had become a
man. Oliver entered the shop and asked a big bearded man with a woodenmallet for a
job. There was a droninginterminable wait at a junction-town near the foot-hills.
Then, with a grin, he said:Has Armageddon come yet? Upstairs Eliza lay, white-faced
and watchfully.
When his apprenticeship was over he had become a
man.
It may cometomorrow, or it may come later, but its
bound to come to all inthe end. She continued to talk about property with a strange
meditativehunger.
But during a weary convalescence shepursed her lips
grimly and took them off to Florida.
Theenormous tragedy of accident hung like a gray
cloud over his life.
He thought of Cynthia now, in thelonely and hostile
town, and he became afraid.
The grisly parade of the spectre years trooped
through his brain.
Once, Eliza and four of her children were sick at
thesame time with typhoid fever.
The others outlived the grim and
casuallittering.
He was drawing on his well brushed coat of
heavyblack just as she entered. High empty laughtershook a group of yokels sprawled
on two turned seats. A restoring peace brooded over hisgreat extended body. And with
regret, tincturedwith pain and bitterness, she thought of Gant:Pshaw! Youre a big
strapping fellow, inthe prime of life.