“Never mind who told me.”
“You’re a-gettin’ too high-toned fer your boots, Andy Graham! How much money have you got?”
“That is my business.”
“Ain’t you a-goin’ to tell me?”
“No.”
“Where be you a-stopping?”
“That is my business, too.”
“Don’t git sassy.”
“I am not ‘sassy,’ as you call it. I intend, in the future, to mind my own business, and I want you to mind yours.”
“You had better leave Andy alone,” put in Chet, who saw that the shiftless man was working himself up into the worst possible humor. “You never helped him, and he doesn’t want anything to do with you.”