5/20 He says he'll do an odd job for his supper and a shakedown, but no more." "Pack him off! ... What's he like ?" "Like the rest of 'em, only a little lazier, I reckon." "Umph! Fetch him in." The foreman disappeared, and returned with the tramp already known to the reader. He was a little dirtier and grimier than on the morning he had addressed Maruja at La Mision Perdida; but he wore the same air of sullen indifference, occasionally broken by furtive observation. His laziness--or weariness--if the term could describe the lassitude of perfect physical condition, seemed to have increased; and he leaned against the door as the Doctor regarded him with slow contempt. |