“No, I don’t think so, Breezy. She ain’t that kind.”
“City girl, eh?”
“Oh, shore. She’s made me foreman. Said Baggs advised it.”
“Holy gosh! Baggs advised—oh, no, Len!”
“Well, she says he did.”
“What do yuh suppose struck him?”
“His ears burned, I reckon.”
Breezy thought it over for a moment, and laughed. “Yuh mean that somebody was talkin’ about him?”
“He knew somebody was thinkin’ about him, Breezy.”
“I don’t savvy it, Len, but that’s all right. Folks usually have to write it out for me. It kinda surprised me to hear that Baggs advised it. The whole country talked about the things he said at yore trial, and lots o’ folks said that you’d come back some day and squeeze his Adam’s apple until the juice choked him to death.”