... Waldo was distressed...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...“You’ll have many a harder thing than that though, before you’ve gone through life,” he added consolingly, as Waldo picked himself up...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... And Waldo in his cabin crouched in the dark in a corner, with his knees drawn up to his chin...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Waldo started and looked up...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...Not far off was Waldo, who, having thrown a pail of food into the pigsty, now leaned over the sod wall looking at the pigs...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...It came from a dung fire, over which Waldo sat brooding...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...Then he said something she did not comprehend; then said, “Waldo, Waldo, Waldo,” pointed up to the loft, and made signs of eating again...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “I’m very sorry, exceedingly sorry, Waldo, my lad, that you should have acted in this manner...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Waldo poured the warm milk over the little swollen foot; Doss lay very quiet, with tears in his eyes...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “Come in,” said Waldo, intent on his work; and slowly and cautiously the door opened...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “Good evening, Waldo, my boy,” said Bonaparte Blenkins in a mild voice, not venturing more than his nose within the door...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “I’m very tired, Waldo, my boy,” said Bonaparte plaintively...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “Eat!” said Waldo after a moment, bending lower over his dog...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... But Waldo stepped out...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... About four o’clock Waldo, lying between the seats of the horse-wagon, was awakened by a gentle touch on his head...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Waldo looked at him...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “Take it,” said Waldo...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Waldo lay on his stomach on the sand...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Waldo lay on his stomach on the red sand...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... And Waldo waited till the moving speck had disappeared on the horizon; then he stooped and kissed passionately a hoof-mark in the sand...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...When he had given the letter, and Waldo had gone, Gregory bowed stiffly and prepared to remount his own pony, but somewhat slowly...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...” Waldo changed the bag, and they walked on side by side...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Waldo watched her intently...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
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