DAVE HARNEY
(Whirling upon him savagely.)
You betcher life it's cold—regular freeze-out, with me frozen. But I'm goin' to quit it, quit it cold. I'll harness up my dogs and hit the high places for a land of justice where a man can get what he's ordered a year before and paid for.
SITKA CHARLEY
Got any dogs to sell?
DAVE HARNEY
Got any sugar to sell?
SITKA CHARLEY
I buy um dogs.