“You’re getting your health again,” she said. “You’ll soon be leaving us.”
“I’m in no hurry.”
“You’re grand people over there; I hear a man is paid four dollars a day for his work.”
“And how much,” said James, “has he to pay for his food and for his clothes?”
Her cheeks were bright and her teeth small, white and beautifully even; and a woman’s soul looked at Bryden out of her soft Irish eyes. He was troubled and turned aside, and catching sight of a frog looking at him out of a tuft of grass he said:—
“I have been looking for a frog to put upon my pike line.”
The frog jumped right and left, and nearly escaped in some bushes, but he caught it and returned with it in his hand.
“It is just the kind of frog a pike will like,” he said. “Look at its great white belly and its bright yellow
