Carley felt them all looking at her, and underneath the exterior she preserved with extreme difficulty, there burned so fierce an anger that she seemed to have swelling veins of fire.
"Queer how Kilbourne went into raising hogs," observed Morrison.

"Such a low-down sort of work, you know." "He had no choice," replied Carley.

"Glenn didn't have a father who made tainted millions out of the war.

He had to work.

And I must differ with you about its being low-down.