He did not add, "What are you going to do about it ?" but his tone carried unmistakably that sentiment.
"And the Pilgrim happens to be a stepbrother uh the widow the Old Man is at present running after, and aiming to marry.

I was sent over here to put the can onto you, Billy.

I hate like thunder to do it, but--" The foreman waved a hand to signify his utter helplessness.
The face of Billy stiffened perceptibly; otherwise he moved not a muscle.
"The Old Man says for you to stay till he can put another man down here in your place, though.

He'll send Jim Bleeker soon as he comes back from town--which ain't apt to be for two or three days unless they're short on booze." Billy caught his breath, hesitated, and reached for his smoking material.

It was not till he had licked his cigarette into shape and was feeling in his pocket for a match that he spoke.