“Why, all right, I suppose.”
“Got a cut an’ a fill in rock, ain’t they?”
“I—I think so.”
“This sand’ll make a mighty poor roadbed. Guess they’ll be lots o’ borrowin’ for th’ crown.”
“Ye-yes, I should imagine so.”
“Mangan-Hatton got any Holligans in the rock?”
“I—I never noticed any. This is just common rock, I guess.”
“Common rock! What’s that got to do with Holligans?”
“I thought perhaps Holligans were fissures of some sort.”
“No, they ain’t much on fishin’, I guess. Unless they’re ginnies. Most of ’em are Greeks or Austrians, though. Mostly Mangan-Hatton works stiffs. Any ragtowns on th’ job?”