Yes, but he looks forward to the months of camp when there are no next-door neighbours." "No, that's not true," she protested and cast about for explanations.
"He--he has had a long day and to-night he was tired--and when you are tired--Oh, as a rule he's different." And to her relief she heard Ballantyne's voice outside the tent.
"Thresk! Thresk!" She came forward and held out her hand.
"There! Your camel's ready," she said.

"You must go! Goodbye," and as he took it the old friendliness transfigured her face.

"You are a great man now.

I read of you.

You always meant to be, didn't you?
Hard work ?" "Very," said Thresk.