After all, there was so little that could be said.

Then he stretched himself wearily.
"There is something to be done, but I don't feel quite equal to it yet, and I'm parched with thirst.

Willows grow only where there's water." "These," said Devine, "look kind of sickly.

You can see quite a few of them have dried up; but it's a sure thing they had water to start them.

Wish I knew how to strike it.