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Show 144. Bill went to his bed, and pulled his suit case out from under it. The txro cans of milk xrere still there. He put his hand on the side of the bed next to the wall and counted the sacks of gold. If anyone had any flour he'd try to buy it-maybe old Jake, he'd named the baby. He shook his head-no doubt about it by noxr Jake had more gold than flour." He'd better get outside-look around and get some xrood for the fire, get his mind xrhere it should be. He stepped out the door, and immediately looked up toxrards Dad's grave. Ffeybe he could still see it. There seemed to be a little swell in the snow xrhere Weasel and Olaf had mounded up the earth; there xras so much snoxr noxr though he could'nt tell for sure-could be just a drift. Such a feeling of the presence of death came over him that he stood still, looking again up the hill. I'm spooked that's all- spooked he said to himself as he xrent back in and sat doxm at the table and poured himself some coffee. It xrasn't still anger that was making him so doxm-naaa, he thought, I just feel hard-hit, but I'm not licked yet,and he xrent over behind the stove and started gathering up the diapers that Sunny had thrown in every direction. He had to smile as he remembered Sunny»s clumsiness. Bill hadnt knoxm hoxr seriously Sunny had taken the job of getting xrood dried and kindling cut at night so the fire xrould start-up fast in the mornings. |