"Well then, no one shall have 'em." And with that Rogers flung the bundle out of the door into the darkness. Then he bent his head upon his crossed arms and sobbed.
Jimmy seemed to be watching, for he lifted a flap in the bar counter, went outside the door, and returned almost immediately, stuffing the bundle into his pocket.
"Don't mind him, William."
Then to Rogers, "What about your drink?"
The transport-rider stood up.
"Did you see the train, Jimmy?"
"Yes."
"Ain't nobody drunk?"
"Not very."
"The train's in and nobody drunk? I'll get drunk. I will get drunk."