Demijohns can't talk. There's other things that
can't talk. Men can talk.'
'Can Chinamen talk?' Pancho said, pretty nasty.
They can talk but I can't understand them/ I
'So you won't?'
'It's just like I told you last night, I can't.'
'But you won't talk?' Pancho said.
The one thing that he hadn't understood right
had made him nasty, I guess it was disappointment,
too. I didn't even answer him,
'You're not a lengua larga, are you?' he asked,
'I don't think so.'
'What's that? A threat?'
'Listen/ I told him. 'Don't be so tough so early
in the morning. I'm sure you've cut plenty people's
throats. I haven't even had my coffee yet.'
cSo you're sure I've cut people's throats?'
'No/ I said. 'And I don't give a damn. Can't
you do business without getting angry?'
CI am angry now/ he said. 'I would like to kill
'Oh, hell/ I told him. 'Don't talk so much/
'Come on, Pancho/ the first one said. Then, to
me, CI am very sorry. I wish you would take us.'
Tm sorry, too. But I can't.'
The three of them started for the door, and I
watched them go. They were good-looking young
fellows, wore good clothes; none of them wore hats,