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So he beca at intervals these bouts

of three or four days of brandy-drinking, when he was drunk for

the whole time He did not think about it A deep resentonistic

When he enty-eight, a thick-limbed, stiff, fair ht

ahead, he was co one day down froha ready

for another bout of drinking, so he stared fixedly before hi and aware of nothing,

coiled in himself It was early in the year

He walked steadily beside the horse, the load clanked behind

as the hill descended steeper The road curved down-hill before

hies, seen only for a few yards

ahead

Slowly turning the curve at the steepest part of the slope,

his horse britching between the shafts, he sao for the moment of the

horse

Then he turned to look at her She was dressed in black, was

apparently rather s black

cloak, and she wore a black bonnet She walked hastily, as if

unseeing, her head rather forward It was her curious, absorbed,

flittingunseen by everybody,