"Jim, this man—"
"Shut up!" Snedeker whirled on Joe. "What do you want of me?"
"Did you know a man named Seeley?"
"Yeh. I knew him. Shif'less old coot. What about him?"
"He said you'd give me a job."
"I might." Snedeker stroked his stubble. "I might at that. You drink?"
"No."
"Why the blazes don't you? Ever'body else does."
"None of your blasted business!" Joe exploded.
"Why you—!" Snedeker sputtered like a boiling tea kettle. "Ain't no man talks thataway to me!" He strode to the rifle rack, seized a rifle, and aimed it at Joe. "Take that back!"