JIM. Burn it. [Looks about as if hunting help.] Here—come pump this.
DAVE crosses and takes bellows.
DAVE. What do you want to burn it for?
JIM. [Ignoring question.] Say, Dave—
DAVE. [Working bellows.] Well?
JIM. You know them old coal mines down by Jonesburg?
DAVE. Yes.
JIM. What do they sell that slack for?
DAVE. They don't sell it—they give it to anyone that'll haul it away.
JIM. I wonder if they wouldn't deliver it if you took a good deal.