"What?" asked Saxon.

"That." The man pointed to the wound in Billy"s scalp. "I laid "m out.

He went down like a steer, an" got up on his knees dippy, a-gabblin"

about somebody standin" on their foot. He didn"t know where he was at, you see, clean groggy. An" then we done it."

The man paused, the tale told.

"Broke both his arms with the crowbar," Bud supplemented.

"That"s when I come to myself, when the bones broke," Billy corroborated. "An" there was the two of "em givin" me the ha-ha.

"That"ll last you some time," Jackson was sayin". An" Anson says, "I"d like to see you drive horses with them arms." An" then Jackson says, "let"s give "m something for luck." An" with that he fetched me a wallop on the jaw--"

"No," corrected Anson. "That wallop was mine."

"Well, it sent me into dreamland over again," Billy sighed. "An" when I come to, here was Bud an" Anson an" Jackson dousin" me at a water trough. An" then we dodged a reporter an" all come home together."

Bud Strothers held up his fist and indicated freshly abraded skin.

"The reporter-guy just insisted on samplin" it," he said. Then, to Billy: "That"s why I cut around Ninth an" caught up with you down on Sixth."

A few minutes later Doctor Hentley arrived, and drove the men from the rooms. They waited till he had finished, to a.s.sure themselves of Billy"s well being, and then departed. In the kitchen Doctor Hentley washed his hands and gave Saxon final instructions. As he dried himself he sniffed the air and looked toward the stove where a pot was simmering.

"Clams," he said. "Where did you buy them?"

"I didn"t buy them," replied Saxon. "I dug them myself."

"Not in the marsh?" he asked with quickened interest.

"Yes."

"Throw them away. Throw them out. They"re death and corruption.

Typhoid--I"ve got three cases now, all traced to the clams and the marsh."

When he had gone, Saxon obeyed. Still another mark against Oakland, she reflected--Oakland, the man-trap, that poisoned those it could not starve.

"If it wouldn"t drive a man to drink," Billy groaned, when Saxon returned to him. "Did you ever dream such luck? Look at all my fights in the ring, an" never a broken bone, an" here, snap, snap, just like that, two arms smashed."

"Oh, it might be worse," Saxon smiled cheerfully.

"I"d like to know how.

"It might have been your neck."

"An" a good job. I tell you, Saxon, you gotta show me anything worse."

"I can," she said confidently.

"Well?"

"Well, wouldn"t it be worse if you intended staying on in Oakland where it might happen again?"

"I can see myself becomin" a farmer an" plowin" with a pair of pipe-stems like these," he persisted.

"Doctor Hentley says they"ll be stronger at the break than ever before.

And you know yourself that"s true of clean-broken bones. Now you close your eyes and go to sleep. You"re all done up, and you need to keep your brain quiet and stop thinking."

He closed his eyes obediently. She slipped a cool hand under the nape of his neck and let it rest.

"That feels good," he murmured. "You"re so cool, Saxon. Your hand, and you, all of you. Bein" with you is like comin" out into the cool night after dancin" in a hot room."

After several minutes of quiet, he began to giggle.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Oh, nothin". I was just thinkin"--thinking of them mutts doin" me up--me, that"s done up more scabs than I can remember."

Next morning Billy awoke with his blues dissipated. From the kitchen Saxon heard him painfully wrestling strange vocal acrobatics.

"I got a new song you never heard," he told her when she came in with a cup of coffee. "I only remember the chorus though. It"s the old man talkin" to some hobo of a hired man that wants to marry his daughter.

Mamie, that Billy Murphy used to run with before he got married, used to sing it. It"s a kind of a sobby song. It used to always give Mamie the weeps. Here"s the way the chorus goes--an" remember, it"s the old man spielin"."

And with great solemnity and excruciating flatting, Billy sang:

"O treat my daughter kind-i-ly; An" say you"ll do no harm, An" when I die I"ll will to you My little house an" farm--My horse, my plow, my sheep, my cow, An" all them little chickens in the ga-a-rden.

"It"s them little chickens in the garden that gets me," he explained.

"That"s how I remembered it--from the chickens in the movin" pictures yesterday. An" some day we"ll have little chickens in the garden, won"t we, old girl?"

"And a daughter, too," Saxon amplified.

"An" I"ll be the old geezer sayin" them same words to the hired man,"

Billy carried the fancy along. "It don"t take long to raise a daughter if you ain"t in a hurry."

Saxon took her long-neglected ukulele from its case and strummed it into tune.

"And I"ve a song you never heard, Billy. Tom"s always singing it. He"s crazy about taking up government land and going farming, only Sarah won"t think of it. He sings it something like this:

"We"ll have a little farm, A pig, a horse, a cow, And you will drive the wagon, And I will drive the plow."

"Only in this case I guess it"s me that"ll do the plowin"," Billy approved. "Say, Saxon, sing "Harvest Days." That"s a farmer"s song, too."

After that she feared the coffee was growing cold and compelled Billy to take it. In the helplessness of two broken arms, he had to be fed like a baby, and as she fed him they talked.

"I"ll tell you one thing," Billy said, between mouthfuls. "Once we get settled down in the country you"ll have that horse you"ve been wishin"

for all your life. An" it"ll be all your own, to ride, drive, sell, or do anything you want with."

And, again, he ruminated: "One thing that"ll come handy in the country is that I know horses; that"s a big start. I can always get a job at that--if it ain"t at union wages. An" the other things about farmin" I can learn fast enough.--Say, d"ye remember that day you first told me about wantin" a horse to ride all your life?"

Saxon remembered, and it was only by a severe struggle that she was able to keep the tears from welling into her eyes. She seemed bursting with happiness, and she was remembering many things--all the warm promise of life with Billy that had been hers in the days before hard times. And now the promise was renewed again. Since its fulfillment had not come to them, they were going away to fulfill it for themselves and make the moving pictures come true.

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