Well, now I wonder if Harry could find room for you." He shouted, and a man who was carrying a flour-bag turned his head and then went on again until he hove his load into a two-horse wagon, while Miss Deringham noticed that although the bag was stamped 140 lbs.

the man trotted lightly across the metals and ballast with it upon his shoulders.

Then he came in their direction, and she glanced at him with some curiosity as he stood a trifle breathless before them.

He wore a blue shirt burst open at the neck which showed his full red throat, and somewhat ragged overalls.

The brown hair beneath his broad felt hat was whitened with flour, and his bronzed face was red with the dust.