Go on and say it.

Come on and eat, Nick.

No end and no beginning.

And he never told anybody.

Take your stuff and get out.

He winked at it and went on.

He turned and shut the gate.

His face was sweaty and dirty.

Oh it’s so big and it hurts so.

“And Walpole,” Nick interposed.

His eye ached and he was hungry.

Only to get a job and be married.

Maera saw him and then I saw him.

His father finished and stood up.

Jim said “Hello Liz,” and grinned.

He had to stop and wash his hands.

I am, and you are, and you are, and⁠—

He squatted down and bathed his knee.

She was gone and he had sent her away.

I talked about it and now I’m through.

He rolled his head over and swallowed.

“Retana,” he said and banged the door.

You and me we’ve made a separate peace.

She was cool and fresh in the hot night.

Jim stirred and curled a little tighter.

Billy Tabeshaw went back and fastened it.

And as I walked on I was lonely no longer.

She lifted his head a little and shook it.

He loved the taste and the feel of whisky.

He felt warm and sticky from the bleeding.

He laid the log down and picked up the pan.

Please don’t try and keep anything from me.

She was quiet now and her eyes were closed.

Mrs. Smith kissed Alonzo and he hugged her.

The pants were torn and the skin was barked.

Nick put on his Mackinaw coat and his shoes.

Liz leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

Jim and Charley were still in the front room.

Remember her mother and that guy she married.

She tucked it around him neatly and carefully.

We all looked⁠—the knuckle was black and blue.

He was a Magyar, a very nice boy and very shy.

He and Ag could hear them below on the balcony.

It was stiff and hard to lift out of the wagon.

Uncle George and the three Indian men stood up.

Nick turned his head and looked down at Rinaldi.

Marjorie went to the boat and brought a blanket.

He turned me around again, politely and abruptly.

He set down his suitcase and knocked on the door.

“Let’s get drunk and then go swimming,” Nick said.