Lon [shakes his head]. Oh, he wouldn't be so unhuman as that.
Seth. He would. He was always settin' one agin' t' other.
Lon. He used t' tell me I had t' figger how t' git the best o' yuh or he'd baste me.
Seth. He was all the time whettin' us on when we was kids.
Lon. It was him showed me how t' shake my old clock so it'd run fur five minutes, an' then you'd swop that pail yuh found fur it.
Seth. Huh! He give me his gum t' stop up the hole in that pail. Yuh wouldn't know it leaked an' we could laugh at yuh when you had t' carry water in it.
Lon [pathetically]. There warn't never more 'an a pint left when I got t' the house. An' Pa always hed such a thirst.
Seth. He'd like t' laugh at us in his grave.
Lon. It jest tickled him t' raise hell a 'tween us.
Seth [rises]. I'll take my oath he's divided the old shanty an' the two acres a 'tween us. [Drops into his chair like a condemned man.] An' I figgered I'd be sellin' them t' Doc t'morrow.