"I mean, did he never set you to work--real work ?" "Work ?" David meditated again.

Then suddenly his face cleared.

"Oh, yes, sir, he said I had a beautiful work to do, and that it was waiting for me out in the world.

That's why we came down from the mountain, you know, to find it.

Is that what you mean ?" "Well, no," retorted the man, "I can't say that it was.