"I'm not walkin' out o' Lamb's, see?
I'm not quittin' down there: I stay with 'em, see ?" Adams looked up at him, astonished.

"You'll leave there next Saturday," he said.

"I've got to have you." "You don't anything o' the kind," Walter told him, sharply.

"Do you expect to pay me anything ?" "I'd pay you about what you been getting down there." "Then pay somebody else; _I_ don't know anything about glue.

You get somebody else." "No.