"That's what I was doing."
His tone held a guarded sullenness.
"'Tain't no such a pretty sunset, Benny."
"Warn't watching no sunset."
"Benny—!"
"Well." He spoke quickly. "What d'you want to put it there for? What d'you want to do that for in the first place?"
"There was birds, Benny. You know there was birds."
"That ain't what I mean. What for d'you put on that there uniform?"
"I ain't had nothing else. There warn't nothing but your grand-dad's ole uniform. It's fair in rags, Benny. It's all I had to put on to it."
"Well, you done it yourself."