It wasn't so easy after that to think himself an injured man.
On that morning he stood some time in the doorway switching his whip, and moving rather restlessly from one leg to the other.
"I think I'll just take a walk up to the camps and see how your birds are getting on.

Now Waldo's gone you've no one to see after things.

Nice morning, isn't it ?" Then he added suddenly, "I'll just go round to the house and get a drink of water first;" and somewhat awkwardly walked off.

He might have found water in the kitchen, but he never glanced toward the buckets.

In the front room a monkey and two tumblers stood on the centre-table; but he merely looked round, peeped into the parlour, looked round again, and then walked out at the front door, and found himself again at the storeroom without having satisfied his thirst.
"Awfully nice morning this," he said, trying to pose himself in a graceful and indifferent attitude against the door.