“As I said afore, it’s none o’ your business.”
“He said I hadn’t put the saw where it belonged,” explained Bob. “I placed it on the peg in this barn, and just because it wasn’t there, he told me he was going to tan my hide for me.”
“And I presume you objected to the tanning process, eh?”
“I did.”
“I don’t wonder. Carrow, you are a big brute.”
“What!”
“I’ve said it, and I’ll stick to it. You are a brute and ought to go to jail.”
“Take care, Landes, I ain’t standin’ everything,” snarled the farmer.
“Is this boy anything to you?”
“I hired him ter work on the farm, but he ain’t wuth his salt.”