I'd look well, tryin' to climb a tree with my legs this way, wouldn't I?
Man, haven't you any sympathy ?" So we sat on a log out in front of Uncle Jim Brothers's hotel, and waited for the worst to happen.
"Don't you go away," said Dan Anderson.

"I want you for my second.
You can go for the doctor.

I ain't feelin' very well." Now, there was no doctor in Heart's Desire, nor had there ever been, as Dan Anderson knew.

Neither did he look in need of any help whatsoever.
He made no foolish masculine attempt at personal adornment, but his long figure, with good bony shoulders and a visible waist line, looked well enough in the man's garb of blue shirt and belted trousers.

A rope of hair straggled from under his wide hat; for in Heart's Desire wide hats were worn of right and not in affectation.