I found him curled up in the wagon shed just now; poor little devil looks about starved.

His ribs stand out worse than a cow that's wintered on a sheep range." With Rosemary's attention diverted to the little black dog, Andy got the shelf nailed firmly upon the wall of the dark room.

And immediately Luck proceeded to use it to its fullest capacity and announced that he needed another one, whereat Andy groaned.
"Say, I'm a brave man, all right, but I don't dare to swipe any more shelves," he protested.

"Not from my wife, anyway.

Timber must sure be scarce in this man's country.