‘Lee climbed down. “Samuel!” he said.
“Here am I”. The old man chuckled. “Liza hates for me to say that.”
“Samuel, you’ve got beyond me.”
“It’s time, Lee.”
“Good-bye, Samuel,” Lee said, and he walked hurriedly back along the road. He heard the iron tires of the cart grinding on the road. He turned and looked after it, and on the slope he saw old Samuel against the sky, his white-
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