Some way he felt responsible now.

With another man like himself, it would have been man to man, but he always had spoiled Jimmy; now who was to blame that he was spoiled?
Dannie was very tired, his face throbbed and ached painfully, and it was a sight to see.

His bed never had looked so inviting, and never had the chance to sleep been further away.

With a sigh, he buttoned his coat, twisted an old scarf around his neck, and started for the barn.
There was going to be a black frost.

The cold seemed to pierce him.