ArticleField.comInternet's Fastest Growing Free Content Article DirectoryTorrance fled back to the end-of-steel village at Mile 127, that ghastly face before him, the picture of a strong man weeping. And for three days he drank himself to forgetfulness. On the morning of the fourth day he rolled up his sleeves again, waved his hand after the fleeing O’Connor, and signed […]
"Sure you would," she agreed contentedly. "Now run along and do Morani’s orchestra justice. He deserves it." He patted her cheek and returned to his favourite stand in the front door. The evening mysteries were deepening. Already the trunks of the trees on the far bank of the river were merging into […]
"Koppy’s at home," he called. "Some day you’ll find out something about your underforeman," she teased. "I wish I could," he returned so viciously that she laughed aloud. "You’ve been wishing it a long time, but to date he seems innocent enough. You don’t need to care so long as he […]
"Big Jim Torrance, you mean," he interrupted, throwing back his huge head to laugh. "The crudest boss that ever hammered a lazy bohunk to his pick. No, no, little girl, not all your airs, not all my big jobs, can make me more than a half-taught rough-neck–a success, I’ll admit. But the biggest success […]
"It’s a habit you have." He rubbed his moustached lips along her bare arm and swung her again to his shoulder. "Low bridge!" She bent from her lofty perch until her cheek lay along his hair, and they passed into the kitchen, where he set her down with elaborate care. […]
