"Two glasses," said Buck Tarrant.
Menner carefully put two glasses on the bar.
"Clean glasses."
Menner polished two other glasses on his apron and set them down.
"You don't want no money for this likker, do you, Menner?" Buck asked.
"No, sir."
"You'd just take it home and spend it on that fat heifer of a wife you got, and on them two little halfwit brats, wouldn't you?"
Menner nodded.
"Hell, they really ain't worth the trouble, are they?"
"No, sir."