“Thank you, Mr. Logan.”
“Now, don’t be afther callin’ me Misther Logan. Call me Larry. That is good enough fer me.”
“All right, Larry.”
“Take me advice, an’ kape yer oies open fer Joe Hicks. He has been known to stroike more thin one marn behoind his back. He’ll hate yez now.”
“I can’t help that.”
“Nivver a bit. It’s particular he is wid his engine. Ye know some av th’ engineers lave th’ woipers to look out fer breaks on th’ old girruls.”
“Yes; I find a great many of them do that.”
“Joe Hicks is not wan av thim.”
“He inspects his own engine.”
“Yis. No woiper iver found a broken spring, leaver ur hanger on his engine. He discovers all th’ cracked aquilizers an’ iccintric shtraps. It’s really an aisy job cl’anin’ his engine, av ye take care to clane it.”