"Now, take those two pails and go to the farm-house for water," Annie ordered.
When he returned with the two heavy pails, cross and splashed, she fished out a bug or two with an air of dissatisfaction, and told him to build the fire. Peter built the fire, and, at Annie's suggestion, held the coffee-pot to keep it steady. He burnt his hands, and swore softly under his breath, and Annie laughed. Mrs. Carter, having started preparations, suddenly recalled her duties as hostess and hurried off again, leaving Annie to superintend the remainder alone.
"Here, Peter," said Annie, "I want ye to open these cans o' sardines."
Peter looked after the retreating figure of Mrs. Carter. She was well out of hearing; he took from his pocket a cigarette and leisurely regarded it.
"I want these cans opened," Annie repeated more sharply.
Peter lighted his cigarette.
