Which was more than anybody could say for Stan, and this was one of the reasons that my fathergot so angry with Marie a few days after I met Arthur, before he left for his shift at the works.
He was like his father: his father also gotangry whenever he went out hunting, waging war on the birds and the beasts as if they were ferocious enemies, expending every last bit of malice in his heart while he was in the forest, and then returning home a kind, sensitive family man.