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The first clear day in a new camp is always a furiously busy one, and we soon dropped into the routine upon which in large measure the real comfort of every one depends. THE FIRST CLEAR DAY IN A NEW CAMP IS ALWAYS A FURIOUSLY BUSY ONE AND WE SOON DROPPED INTO THE ROUTINE UPON WHICH IN LARGE MEASURE THE REAL COMFORT OF EVERYONE DEPENDS
to the cleaning pail. His eyes were drinking in the girl's beauty, and a wave of passionate, almost feverish, joy passed over his face, expressive of the ecstasy of true worship more than anything else. Perhaps he was thinking that he still had three weeks to come with that vision always before his eyes; perhaps he was thinking of his dreams in the night. I cannot say. But I noticed the curious mingling of yearning and happiness in his eyes, and the strength of the impression touched my curiosity. Something in his face held my gaze for a second, something to do with its intensity. That so timid, so gentle a personality should conceal so virile a passion almost seemed to require explanation. But the impression was momentary, for that first breakfast in Camp permitted no divided attentions, and I dare swear that the porridge, the tea, the Swedish "flatbread," and the fried fish flavoured with points of frizzled bacon, were better than any meal eaten elsewhere that day in the whole world. N AS HE SLOWLY MOVED OFF TO THE CLEANING PAIL HIS EYES WERE DRINKING IN THE GIRL'S BEAUTY AND A WAVE OF PASSIONATE ALMOST FEVERISH JOY PASSED OVER HIS FACE EXPRESSIVE OF THE ECSTASY OF TRUE WORSHIP MORE THAN ANYTHING ELSE PERHAPS HE WAS THINKING THAT HE STILL HAD THREE WEEKS TO COME WITH THAT VISION ALWAYS BEFORE HIS EYES PERHAPS HE WAS THINKING OF HIS DREAMS IN THE NIGHT CANNOT SAY BUT I NOTICED THE CURIOUS MINGLING OF YEARNING AND HAPPINESS IN HIS EYES AND THE STRENGTH OF THE IMPRESSION TOUCHED MY CURIOSITY SOMETHING IN HIS FACE HELD MY GAZE FOR A SECOND SOMETHING TO DO WITH ITS INTENSITY THAT SO TIMID SO GENTLE A PERSONALITY SHOULD CONCEAL SO VIRILE A PASSION ALMOST SEEMED TO REQUIRE EXPLANATION BUT THE IMPRESSION WAS MOMENTARY FOR THAT FIRST BREAKFAST IN CAMP PERMITTED NO DIVIDED ATTENTIONS AND I DARE SWEAR THAT THE PORRIDGE THE TEA THE SWEDISH FLAT BREAD AND THE FRIED FISH FLAVOURED WITH POINTS OF FRIZZLED BACON WERE BETTER THAN ANY MEAL EATEN ELSEWHERE THAT DAY IN THE WHOLE WORLD
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