But after a sound night's rest, the old boy-spirit comes back again.
The boy who held his ground is soon amongst the rest, who are all in fear of their lives.
`If we don't take him some one else will, and he does not look for any Sunday.' Of course, they don't go to the bottom of it, or they would see if they never came for a cab it would be no use your standing there; but people don't always like to go to the bottom of things; it may not be convenient to do it; but if you Sunday drivers would all strike for a day of
rest the thing would be done."
And some doubted, and they went back with him to the place where he and his wife had stopped to
rest, and there lay the doll, and besides, they saw in the snow the steps of two people, and the foot of one was like the foot of the doll.
Another rest and another round went by, with no further damage to Joe and no diminution of strength on the part of Ponta.
The rest of the round, the three long minutes of it, was a succession of clinches and breaks.
'Ah!'said Hugh at length, carrying it off with a laugh: 'He's a rare fellow is Barnaby, and can do more, with less
rest, or meat, or drink, than any of us.
She returned just in time to join the others as they quitted the house, on an excursion through its more immediate premises; and the
rest of the morning was easily whiled away, in lounging round the kitchen garden, examining the bloom upon its walls, and listening to the gardener's lamentations upon blights, in dawdling through the green-house, where the loss of her favourite plants, unwarily exposed, and nipped by the lingering frost, raised the laughter of Charlotte,--and in visiting her poultry-yard, where, in the disappointed hopes of her dairy-maid, by hens forsaking their nests, or being stolen by a fox, or in the rapid decrease of a promising young brood, she found fresh sources of merriment.
She smiled to herself at vagrant impulses which arose from nowhere and suggested that she rumple his hair; while he desired greatly, when they tired of reading, to
rest his head in her lap and dream with closed eyes about the future that was to be theirs.
'Even here,' said Nicholas softly, 'we used to loiter before we knew what death was, and when we little thought whose ashes would
rest beneath; and, wondering at the silence, sit down to
rest and speak below our breath.
When his deep-seeing eyes
rested on me, I felt as if he were looking far ahead into the future for me, down the road I would have to travel.
As they
rested under its shade, one of the Travelers said to the other, "What a singularly useless tree is the Plane!