sorrow gushed from their eyes and made their sad tears flow while this way and that they flapped their hands for ease from the hot soil now and now from the burning snow behaving in fact exactly as one sees dogs in the summer scuffing with snout and paw when they are eaten up with gnats and flies and fleas i looked at many thus scorched by the fiery floor and though i scanned their faces with the utmost heed there was no one there i recognized 