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He saw me and said to me, setting down his bag with the jacket over it and taking his eye-glasses from his mouth: "The Godam sweat blinds my Godam eye-glasses," in quite a cultured voice. If Douglas had not given a moan within at that moment I think I might have smiled. No wonder that these better women who do not lecture us on swearing do sometimes smile at us for the ridiculousness of our pet swears. I remember once telling a dry stick of a man, very excitedly, about a storm, and saying: "My mother tells me that she had a hell of a time in a storm off Cape Horn." He looked at me with a dry twinkle and said: "Did the good lady really say so?"

The Doc wiped his eye-glasses with a handkerchief and fitted them upon his nose. He was a capable man I thought; for, as he was thus employed, one of the men on the pump-car was lifting on to the platform buckets of water which they had brought along with them. The Doc stepped into the agent's room at the sound of Douglas's moan; and one of the men on the pump-car, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, gave a little chuckling laugh.