

You can be certain,Ģ7When he begins like that, there’s someone at himĢ8Trying to coax him off with pocket-money,-Ģ9In haying time, when any help is scarce.ģ0In winter he comes back to us. ‘Be kind,’ she said.ĨShe took the market things from Warren’s armsĩAnd set them on the porch, then drew him downġ1‘When was I ever anything but kind to him?ġ2But I’ll not have the fellow back,’ he said.ġ4If he left then, I said, that ended it.ġ5What good is he? Who else will harbor himġ7What help he is there’s no depending on.ġ8Off he goes always when I need him most.ġ9He thinks he ought to earn a little pay,Ģ1So he won’t have to beg and be beholden.Ģ2“All right,” I say, “I can’t afford to payĢ3Any fixed wages, though I wish I could.”Ģ4“Someone else can.” “Then someone else will have to.”Ģ6If that was what it was. ‘Silas is back.’ĦShe pushed him outward with her through the doorħAnd shut it after her. When she heard his step,ģShe ran on tip-toe down the darkened passageĤTo meet him in the doorway with the newsĥAnd put him on his guard.

The wife, Mary, pities the now terminally ill Silas, while the husband, Warren, is reluctant to give him another chance.

Robert Frost's "The Death of the Hired Man" details a tense conversation between a farmer and his wife, who are debating whether or not to let their old farmhand, Silas, return to the farm after breaking his earlier contract.
