![]() Six or eight middle-aged country people of both sexes were grouped about an object in the middle of the room they were noiselessly busy and they talked in whispers when they spoke. Then he put his face in his hands again and rocked himself about as one suffering a grief that is too deep to find help in moan or groan or outcry. The boy signified with a scarcely perceptible gesture that the trouble was in the house, and made room for Hawkins to pass. With a tired expression the small face came up out of the hands, - a face down which tears were flowing. ![]() ![]() “Come, come, little chap, you mustn’t be going to sleep before sundown” Hawkins approached, expecting his footfall to attract attention, but it did not. A boy about ten years old was sitting in the cabin door with his face bowed in his hands. Toward the close of the third day’s journey the wayfarers were just beginning to think of camping, when they came upon a log cabin in the woods.
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