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“
Yis
,
”
answered
Freckles
.
“
I
am
very
sorry
,
”
said
the
Boss
with
genuine
sympathy
in
his
every
tone
,
“
but
there
is
only
one
man
I
want
at
present
—
a
hardy
,
big
fellow
with
a
stout
heart
and
a
strong
body
.
I
hoped
that
you
would
do
,
but
I
am
afraid
you
are
too
young
and
scarcely
strong
enough
.
”
Freckles
stood
,
hat
in
hand
,
watching
McLean
.
“
And
what
was
it
you
thought
I
might
be
doing
?
”
he
asked
.
The
Boss
could
scarcely
repress
a
start
.
Somewhere
before
accident
and
poverty
there
had
been
an
ancestor
who
used
cultivated
English
,
even
with
an
accent
.
The
boy
spoke
in
a
mellow
Irish
voice
,
sweet
and
pure
.
It
was
scarcely
definite
enough
to
be
called
brogue
,
yet
there
was
a
trick
in
the
turning
of
the
sentence
,
the
wrong
sound
of
a
letter
here
and
there
,
that
was
almost
irresistible
to
McLean
,
and
presaged
a
misuse
of
infinitives
and
possessives
with
which
he
was
very
familiar
and
which
touched
him
nearly
.
He
was
of
foreign
birth
,
and
despite
years
of
alienation
,
in
times
of
strong
feeling
he
committed
inherited
sins
of
accent
and
construction
.
“
It
’
s
no
child
’
s
job
,
”
answered
McLean
.
“
I
am
the
field
manager
of
a
big
lumber
company
.
We
have
just
leased
two
thousand
acres
of
the
Limberlost
.
Many
of
these
trees
are
of
great
value
.
We
can
’
t
leave
our
camp
,
six
miles
south
,
for
almost
a
year
yet
;
so
we
have
blazed
a
trail
and
strung
barbed
wires
securely
around
this
lease
.
Before
we
return
to
our
work
,
I
must
put
this
property
in
the
hands
of
a
reliable
,
brave
,
strong
man
who
will
guard
it
every
hour
of
the
day
,
and
sleep
with
one
eye
open
at
night
.
I
shall
require
the
entire
length
of
the
trail
to
be
walked
at
least
twice
each
day
,
to
make
sure
that
our
lines
are
up
and
that
no
one
has
been
trespassing
.
”
Freckles
was
leaning
forward
,
absorbing
every
word
with
such
intense
eagerness
that
he
was
beguiling
the
Boss
into
explanations
he
had
never
intended
making
.
“
But
why
wouldn
’
t
that
be
the
finest
job
in
the
world
for
me
?
”
he
pleaded
.
“
I
am
never
sick
.
I
could
walk
the
trail
twice
,
three
times
every
day
,
and
I
’
d
be
watching
sharp
all
the
while
.
”
“
It
’
s
because
you
are
scarcely
more
than
a
boy
,
and
this
will
be
a
trying
job
for
a
work
-
hardened
man
,
”
answered
McLean
.
“
You
see
,
in
the
first
place
,
you
would
be
afraid
.
In
stretching
our
lines
,
we
killed
six
rattlesnakes
almost
as
long
as
your
body
and
as
thick
as
your
arm
.
It
’
s
the
price
of
your
life
to
start
through
the
marshgrass
surrounding
the
swamp
unless
you
are
covered
with
heavy
leather
above
your
knees
.
