'I'm afraid that's true enough in most cases.'
The man looked a little surprised at having his sentiments met by this ready echo from such an unlikely quarter.
'The toad don't love the harrow,' he said slowly; 'but it ain't often as you can get the harrow to see that.'
'Are you quite sure the toad sees it? It seems to bear it quietly enough.'
'What else can we do?' asked the man fiercely.
'That's exactly what I'm giving my life to trying to find out,' said Litvinoff, very quietly.
The workman stopped short, and looked at the gentleman from head to feet. His gaze was calmly returned.
He turned and went on with a half laugh:
'Have you came down here to find that out, and is Mr Roland going to help you?'
'I can't answer for Mr Roland Ferrier, but as for myself—look here, my friend' (with an emphasis on the word), 'in trying to help the "toads," as you call them, I was driven from my own country, and had to fly for my life, with a pack of soldier wolves at my back.'