She had looked at his hands.
"Men's checkweighman," replied Aaron.

He had emptied his glass.

He put it on the table.
"Have another ?" said Jim, who was attending fixedly, with curious absorption, to the stranger.
"No," cried Josephine, "no more." Aaron looked at Jim, then at her, and smiled slowly, with remote bitterness.

Then he lowered his head again.

His hands were loosely clasped between his knees.
"What about the wife ?" said Robert--the young lieutenant.
"What about the wife and kiddies?
You're a married man, aren't you ?" The sardonic look of the stranger rested on the subaltern.
"Yes," he said.
"Won't they be expecting you ?" said Robert, trying to keep his temper and his tone of authority.
"I expect they will--" "Then you'd better be getting along, hadn't you ?" The eyes of the intruder rested all the time on the flushed subaltern.
The look on Aaron's face became slowly satirical.
"Oh, dry up the army touch," said Jim contemptuously, to Robert.