Page:The Way of the Cross, Doroshevich, tr. Graham, 1916.djvu/80

 64 with you, sir? The baby is ill. It's taken a chill, and is ill.

—Did you show it to the people at the "point"?

—At one place they gave me some milk porridge. But it was no good. Haven't you any sort of powder for children?

I go on farther, through the thicket.

Another cut-down space, a little larger.

Three camp-fires in a row.

Several families are seated there.

And again, the sudden appearance of an unknown man does not call forth any curiosity.

The people are not interested in anything.

It's all the same to them.

Once more they give the courteous reply:

—Good evening, sir.

Much as I have gone about among the