Quotation from: The Valley of the Moon

Written by: Jack London

"Yep," came his low answer, "--an' thinkin' this sand is harder'n
a cement floor. It's one on me, all right. But who'd a-thought
it?"

Both shifted their postures slightly, but vain was the attempt to
escape from the dull, aching contact of the sand.

An abrupt, metallic, whirring noise of some nearby cricket gave
Saxon another startle. She endured the sound for some minutes,
until Billy broke forth.