‘And they means to bring him in here and they liable to pile in any minute--’
‘Willie,’ Biff said patiently. ‘Start at the beginning and let me get this straight.’
‘It this here short white man with the m-m-mustache.’
‘Mr. Blount. Yes.’
‘Well--I didn’t see how it commenced. I were standing in the back door when I heard this here commotion. Sound like a big fight in the alley. So I r-r-run to see. And this here white man had just gone hog wild. He were butting his head against the side of this brick wall and hitting with his fists. He were cussing and fighting like I never seen a white man fight before. With just this here wall. He liable to broken his own head the way he were carrying on. Then two white mens who had heard the commotion come up and stand around and look--’