"I don't want a finger off your right hand, Terry."
"I won't have it!"
"'Tis no pleasure t' me t'——"
"I won't have a finger off my left hand!"
"I tells you, Terry, you isn't left-handed. I've told you that a thousand times. What in the name o'——"
"I tells you I won't have it!"
Black Walt Anderson looked to Tom Lute for a signal. Sandy Lands rose.
"Now?" he seemed to inquire.
Tom Lute shook his head.