“Such is half my thought also.”
“Assuredly, if aught should happen that should not . . .”
“Then, indeed . . .”
“Suppose, then, that you acquaint the corporal . . .”
“Yes; but if all be truly well, if the roof be entitled to this mending, then shall we be like him who, fearing the burglar, shot the priest.”
“If it be not so entitled, on the other hand, what then?”
“Then, indeed . . .”
The train-hand judged that this conversation had reached a danger-point. He started a counter-topic.
“My aunt hell,” he cried.
“What is it?” the soldiers asked.