[A Daughter of the Snows by Jack London]@TWC D-Link bookA Daughter of the Snows CHAPTER IV 7/23
The body gave the lie to that; while they themselves denied the vice of over-feeding.
Height, five feet, nine, she summed up from out of her gymnasium experience; and age anywhere between twenty-five and thirty, though nearer the former most likely. "Haven't many blankets," he said abruptly, pausing to drain his cup and set it over on the grub-box.
"I don't expect my Indians back from Lake Linderman till morning, and the beggars have packed over everything except a few sacks of flour and the bare camp outfit.
However, I've a couple of heavy ulsters which will serve just as well." He turned his back, as though he did not expect a reply, and untied a rubber-covered roll of blankets.
Then he drew the two ulsters from a clothes-bag and threw them down on the bedding. "Vaudeville artist, I suppose ?" He asked the question seemingly without interest, as though to keep the conversation going, and, in fact, as if he knew the stereotyped answer beforehand.
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