Presently, we both threw down our baskets, protesting we could stand it no longer.

But our employers, bent, as it Were, upon getting the work out of us by a silent appeal to our moral sense, toiled away without pretending to notice us.

It was as much as to say, "There, men, we've been boarding and lodging ye for the last three days; and yesterday ye did nothing earthly but eat; so stand by now, and look at us working, if ye dare." Thus driven to it, then, we resumed our employment.

Yet, in spite of all we could do, we lagged behind Zeke and Shorty, who, breathing hard, and perspiring at every pore, toiled away without pause or cessation.

I almost wickedly wished that they would load themselves down with one potato too many.
Gasping as I was with my own hamper, I could not, for the life of me, help laughing at Long Ghost.