“I thought you’d go home and get a truck or something.”
“And leave it on the road?”
“It’s just as safe as my glove.”
“There’s no safety for either,” he said oracularly, “if a man like me comes along.” And he swaggered forwards with his huge load.
“Why, you’re as strong as the bull!” said Jinny.
“I am.” He was flattered.
“And as obstinate as a mule!”
He increased his pace.
“Good-bye, Will!”
He did not answer.