And the men took shovels and shoveled the stuff into the wagon in no time. Then they walked along to the next heap, and the horse came after.
And they shoveled that stuff into the wagon, and they walked along to the next heap, and the horse came after.
And so they did until they had shoveled in the last heap; and the horse walked into the road, dragging the wagon after him, and there he stopped.
The foreman and David had picked up all the little odds and ends of things which would burn, and had put them on the fire.
The fire had been blazing up high, but now it wasn't blazing so high, and it was almost burned out.
And the two men stood still, leaning on their shovels, and looked all about.
And the foreman stood still, and he looked all about.
And David stood still, leaning on the handle of his cart, and he looked all about, because he saw the others looking; but he didn't see anything in particular.
The foreman turned to David and sighed.
"Well, Davie," he said, "I guess that'll be about all."