"Six dollars to face an unkind world with.
It isn't very much." He sighed and turned to Weston.
"You know I've got to quit ?" "That's right," interposed the other man.

"Cassidy's had 'most enough of him.

He never could cook, anyway, and the boys are getting thin.
Last thing he did was to put the indurated plates on the stove to warm.

Filled the thing right up and left them.

When he came back the plates had gone." Weston, who had been sent to work some distance from the camp that day and had not heard of this mishap, felt sorry for Grenfell.