hank

The trousers which had lain on the floor beside Hank's bed were no longer there.

The hands of Hank Rainer fell suddenly, but now lower than his beard.

Whatever other failings might be his, there was no great cowardice in Hank Rainer.

After his explanation Hank withdrew to the darkest corner of the room and was silent.

The story of Hank Rainer had been told in half a dozen words.

He gulped the stuff down gratefully, then said, "Tell me your troubles, Hank."

"Then count yourself," Hank said, barely indicating the table.

My brother has never mentioned you or Hank in his letters, and that's unnatural.

As the Indians came out into the open, Hank Stiger met them.

"Perhaps Hank Stiger will put them up to it," returned his brother.