..."
IN MY FLESH SHALL I SEE GOD! Charity thought of the gaping mouth and
stony eyes under the handkerchief, and of the glistening leg over which
she had drawn the stocking....
"We brought nothing into this world and we shall take nothing out of
it----"
There was a sudden muttering and a scuffle at the back of the group. "I
brought the stove," said the elderly man with lank hair, pushing his
way between the others. "I wen' down to Creston'n bought it... n' I got a
right to take it outer here... n' I'll lick any feller says I ain't...."
"Sit down, damn you!" shouted the tall youth who had been drowsing on
the bench against the wall.
"For man walketh in a vain shadow, and disquieteth himself in vain; he
heapeth up riches and cannot tell who shall gather them...."
"Well, it ARE his," a woman in the background interjected in a
frightened whine.
The tall youth staggered to his feet. "If you don't hold your mouths
I'll turn you all out o' here, the whole lot of you," he cried with many
oaths.
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