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he whispered to himself . `` And even if it were not -- a man ca n't take advantage of such circumstances . It would be too caddish for words -- '' For a long time he lay there listening to the sound of her movements , which told him when she was near and when further away , and presently he heard her fixing the lean-to of her improvised hut . She worked steadily , sometimes singing to herself , but she did not enter the tent again until noon , when she came in to inquire if he were comfortable and to say that a meal would be ready shortly . `` How does the hut go ? '' he asked . `` Oh , finely ! ''