My neighbours have a different name for it; I call it a man's work." "Every one who understands must," said the Girl.

"I wish I could help at that.

I feel as if it would do more to wipe out the pain I've suffered and seen her endure than anything else.

Man, when I grow strong enough I want to help you.

I believe that I am going to love it here." "Don't ever suppress your feelings, Ruth!" hastily cried the Harvester.
"It will be very bad for you.