I've an idee I'd a' been fightin' yit, if t'was n't fer Tom Jamison." Then he made a calm announcement: "There's two of 'em--little ones--but they 're beginnin' t' have fun with me now.

I don't b'lieve I kin walk much furder." They went slowly on in silence.

"Yeh look pretty peek-ed yerself," said the tattered man at last.

"I bet yeh 've got a worser one than yeh think.

Ye'd better take keer of yer hurt.