"I expect that's how men feel. I sometimes think nothing's worth struggling for."
"Oh, but it is. I'm always fighting. I saved two lambs last week."
"That's different. I meant—for happiness. People struggle and get nothing. It's such a little life. Seventy years, perhaps. They pass—somehow."
"But if you've ever had the toothache, you know how long an hour can be. What's the matter with you?"
"I'm just thinking."
"Unhappy?"
"No."
"When will Zebedee be back?"
"In about ten days."
"Are you feeling he'll never come?"