When he returned O'Dule was seated on the edge of the table, his feet on a stool. He was taking a long sup from the demijohn.,
"Thank God," he whispered, and stood trembling. Then, as though to himself, he said softly: "It is as though her soft hand touched these eyes that will never see again.",
"You're right, he is. Well, what's he goin' to do now? He can't work, kin he?".
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