Johnny tilted the propeller carefully against the rock wall, lighted a match, and cupped the blaze in his palms so that the light shone on Bland.
"Where's the lantern?
You better get up--it's most daylight." "Aw, f'r cat's sake! What more new meanness you got on your mind?
Me, I come down here in good faith to help fix a plane that's to take me back home--and I work like a dog--" "Yeah--I know that song by heart, Bland.

You in your faith and your innocence, how you were basely betrayed.

I can sing it backward.

Lay off it now for a few minutes.

I want to talk to yuh." He lighted the lantern, and Bland lay blinking at it lugubriously.