It's late, and you have got to start for the bluff at sun-up and haul those fence-posts home.

The job has been hanging on too long and must be finished to-morrow." "It will be finished before dinner," Charnock replied.

"As a matter of fact, I brought in most of the posts to-day." Sadie's look softened, but she did not mean to be gracious yet.
"I reckoned you'd be loafing round the house and finding fault," she said and left him.
When she had gone Charnock smiled.

Sadie would, no doubt, come round to-morrow, and it was lucky she knew nothing about the cheque he had given Wilkinson; but he wondered where she had been.

Now he came to think of it, Wilkinson had said nothing abut the cheque when they met at the railroad settlement; but after all there was perhaps no reason he should do so.
About seven o'clock one evening a fortnight later, Festing threw down the cant-pole he had been using to move a big birch log, and lighting his pipe, stopped and looked about.