Slafe

Slafe suddenly came to life and after peering through a sort of lorgnette hanging round his neck, mumbling unintelligibly to himself all the while, started his camera which went on clicking magically with no apparent help from him.

Greener Than You Think Ward Moore 1940

I shuddered and peered down the reversed telescope where the ladder once more hung temptingly before Slafe.

Greener Than You Think Ward Moore 1940

But Slafe evidently did not share my blessed relief, for he turned his camera back to catch every last glimpse of the solid green I was so happy to leave behind.

Greener Than You Think Ward Moore 1940

Slafe seemed at last resigned to leave, but he pointed anxiously to his other cameras and cans of film.

Greener Than You Think Ward Moore 1940

Only Slafe was undisturbed, perhaps unconscious of our efforts, for he had taken out still another camera and was lying on his back, pointing it over our heads at the boundary of grass and sky.

Greener Than You Think Ward Moore 1940

Rafe Slafe -- which I thought an improbable combination of syllables -- and he was so chubby in every part you imagined you saw the smile which ought to have gone with such a face and figure.

Greener Than You Think Ward Moore 1940

Slafe had been doing a job for which he was being paid, whereas Joe was only yielding to his own mood.

Greener Than You Think Ward Moore 1940

Slafe in his brooding obliviousness to everything except the grass; but

Greener Than You Think Ward Moore 1940

Slafe scorned reply, pushing Gootes aside with one plump hand while with the other he tidied the sparse black hairs of his mustache, which was trimmed down to an eyebrow shading his lip.

Greener Than You Think Ward Moore 1940

The goat, like Slafe, was unmoved; she disdained the emotional sheep.

Greener Than You Think Ward Moore 1940