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Chapter 11
"How’sthecutting,Luke?"heasked,shovelingeggsandbaconontohisplate.
"IfIsaidIlikedit,wouldyoubelieveme?"Lukelaughed,heapinghisownplate.
Luddie’sshrewdeyesrestedonthehandsomeface,andhenodded."Oh,yes.You’vegottherightsortoftemperamentandtherightsortofbody,Ithink.Itmakesyoufeelbetterthanothermen,superiortothem."Caughtinhisheritageofcanefields,farfromacademiaandwithnochanceofexchangingonefortheother,Luddiewasanardentstudentofhumannature;hereadgreatfattomesboundinMoroccoleatherwithnamesontheirspineslikeFreudandJung,HuxleyandRussell.
"IwasbeginningtothinkyouwerenevergoingtocomeandseeMeggie,"Annesaid,spreadinggheeonhertoastwithabrush;itwastheonlywaytheycouldhavebutteruphere,butitwasbetterthannone.
"Well,ArneandIdecidedtoworkonSundaysforawhile.Tomorrowwe’reofftoIngham."
"WhichmeanspoorMeggiewon’tseeyoutoooften."
"Megunderstands.Itwon’tbeformorethanacoupleofyears,andwedohavethesummerlayoff.ArnesayshecangetmeworkattheCSRinSydneythen,andImighttakeMegwithme."
"Whydoyouhavetoworksohard,Luke?"askedAnne.
"Gottogetthemoneytogetherformypropertyoutwest,aroundKynuna.Didn’tMegmentionit?"
"I’mafraidourMeggie’snotmuchgoodatpersonaltalk.Youtellus,Luke."
