He had been too preoccupied with his own fight to think much about Mose.
"Shay, I never took them bottles outa the stack," Mose looked up to protest solemnly.

"Dick never told me about 'em, neither.

Dick tol' me--" tapping Ford's arm with his finger for every word, "-- 'at there was aigs down there, for m' mince-meat." He stopped suddenly and goggled up at Ford.

"Shay, yuh don't put aigs in--mince-meat," he informed him earnestly.

"Not a darn aig! That's what Dick tol' me--aigs for m' mince-meat.