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Rh so much the past month the bees ain’t had no time to work. Matt, want to hold the smudge fer me?

Yeh. [Rises and crosses to the outer door.] Hold on! Some one else ’ll have to help you, Paw. I better round up that hay. Looks like a shower afore long. [He goes out.]

Yeh, kinder feels like it. Come along, Meg; you can hold the smudge.

[Looks at and  significantly]

I’d orter be startin’ supper. I reckon Sid can help you.

Sid! He ain’t no hand ’ith bees, an’ you know it! Look here, Meg, if he covered hisself up from head to toe he wouldn’t be as safe as he is right here ’ith Andy. So come on an’ stop your frettin’!

[He goes out through the kitchen, followed by .]

[Getting ready to go]

I reckon I’d better be tappin’ the sand. Sid, awhile ago you seemed to be worried ’bout where you’d git your next drink.