The cobbler devoutly thanked heaven for the thought, closed the shop, and hurried away to the new building.

The men were still at work, and there was a great deal of waste lying about.
"May I have some of these leavin's ?" asked Sam of the master builder.
The man looked down from the scaffolding on which he stood, recognized the questioner, turned again to his work, and at last answered, with a scowl,-- "Yes, I suppose so.

It would be all the same, I guess, if I didn't say so.

You'd come after dark and help yourself." Sam pocketed the insult, though the weight of it was heavy.

So was that of the bits of board he gathered; but he knew that such thin wood burned rapidly, so he took a load that made him stagger.