You are harvesting the woods.

The men you employ are to find her." "Maybe I am, and maybe I am not," said the Harvester slowly.

"To me it appears to be a poor stick of a man who coolly proceeds with money making, and trusts to men who haven't even seen her to search for the girl he loves.

I think a few hours of this is about all my patience will endure." "What are you going to do ?" "I don't know," said the Harvester.

"But you can bank on one thing sure----I'm going to do something! I've had my fill of this.