“Look here,” said Hunch, “you go to the office and get your time.”
McGuire lowered his cant-hook. “What—what you say?”
“Go on. Don't talk to me.”
McGuire dropped his cant-hook and started away.
“Come back here, McGuire. Pick that up.”
McGuire muttered.
“What's that you're saying?”
“I ain't saying nothing.”
Hunch started toward him, but checked himself.
“Pick up that cant-hook, McGuire.” McGuire obeyed and walked slowly away. Hunch turned to Bruce, who stood looking on with his mouth open.