"No."
"Aw' right. Where'll you set?"
"Anywhere."
"Aw' right. Set over there. They may try the back porch. I'll jest set here a spell, n'then I'll kind er mosey 'round. ... Plug the first fella that tries a shutter, Hal."
"You bet."
Clinch came over and held out his hand.
"You said a face-full that time when you says to me, `Clinch,' you says, `Eve is a lady.' ... I gotta fix her up. I gotta be alive to do it. ... That's why I'm greatly obliged to yeh, Hal."
He took his rifle and walked slowly toward the pantry.
"You bet," he muttered, "she is a lady, so help me God."