XI
A HERO AT ZERO
IF we only had some eggs, I’d make a cake. We sifted a liter and a half of bugs out of that tin of flour,” Millie declared at the dinner table. Several exploratory trips had been made into the jungle. Now the missionaries were again together on the station, while they made preparations for another journey in search of the Xavantes. Harold had come to join them. There was no separate house available for a single fellow, so he had a room in the Bollback’s home. Harold’s even temperament, ready sense of humor, and lack of affectation made him a welcome addition on the station. Some nights, after a game of Rook and a cup of hot chocolate, he would look at the floor rather glumly then find a remedy for his heart ailment by picking up the guitar to strum a bit. Am I worried ? Am I blue? Can’t you guess, dear,
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