What are the chances that he hid them or threw them away Not so good. Besides you''d never find them in the dark. He would have kept them. He took some dynamite, too. Oh, the dirty, vile, treacherous sod. The dirty rotten crut. Why couldn''t he have just mucked off and not have taken the exploder and the detonators Why was I such an utter goddamned fool as to leave them with that bloody woman The smart, treacherous ugly bastard. The dirty _cabr髇_.
Cut it out and take it easy, he told himself. You had to take chances and that was the best there was. You''re just mucked, he told himself. You''re mucked for good and higher than a kite. Keep your damned head and get the anger out and stop this cheap lamenting like a damned wailing wall. It''s gone. God damn you, it''s gone. Oh damn the dirty swine to hell. You can muck your way out of it. You''ve got to, you know you''ve got to blow it if you have to stand there and--cut Out that stuff, too. Why don''t you ask your grandfather