SETH. Well, I'm a tellin' yuh it's mine. LON. Yuh ain't got no right t' it. [_Mops his head again._] Pa begged yuh t' come an' live with him, offered yuh this fine roof over yer head, an' yuh was too cussed even t' do that fur him. An' now yuh expect he's made yuh his heir. SETH. I've treated him righter 'an yuh. LON. Yuh ain't. [_Suddenly something seems to snap in Seth's brain. He looks as though he were in intense pain._] SETH [_gasping_]. Maybe he's left it t' the two o' us! LON. _What?_ SETH. Maybe he's divided the place a 'tween us. LON [_shakes his head_]. Oh, he wouldn't be so unhuman as that. SETH. He would. He was always settin' one agin' t' other. LON. He used t' tell me I had t' figger how t' git the best o' yuh or he'd baste me. SETH. He was all the time whettin' us on when we was kids. LON. It was him showed me how t' shake my old clock so it'd run fur five minutes, an' then you'd swop that pail yuh found fur it. SETH. Huh! He give me his gum t' stop up the hole in that pail. Yuh wouldn't know it leaked an' we could laugh at yuh when you had t' carry water in it. LON [_pathetically_]. There warn't never more 'an a pint left when I got t' the house. An' Pa always hed such a thirst. SETH. He'd like t' laugh at us in his grave. LON. It jest tickled him t' raise hell a 'tween us. SETH [_rises_]. I'll take my oath he's divided the old shanty an' the two acres a 'tween us. [_Drops into his chair like a condemned man._] An' I figgered I'd be sellin' them t' Doc t'morrow. LON. Me an' the kids was a goin' t' heve a garden on the cleared spot. SETH. A garden in that sand? LON. Radishes an' rutabagas. SETH [_persuasively; his manner becomes kind_]. Lon, what yuh need is the shanty. LON [_droning_]. The shanty ain't no good t' me without I hes the ground fur it t' set on. SETH. Yuh can tear it down an' use the lumber t' mend yer old leaky one. LON. I want the shanty t' live in so I kin git a soft job at the fisheries. [_Sympathetically._] You ought t' have a shanty, Seth. Supposin' yuh was t' take sick. They wouldn't keep yuh at the fisheries then. Yuh take my place an' give me Pa's. SETH [_flashing into anger_]. I want the two acres t' sell Doc. Yer old place leaks like a net! [_Then, fearing he has been too disparaging:_] But yuh could make it real comfortable with the lumber in-- LON [_cutting in_]. I'll make a bargain. I'll leave yuh a bed-stead an' a table if yuh'll take my place. SETH. I don't want it! I want Pa's old place. LON. An' I want it. I'm older 'an yuh. SETH. I got the best claim t' it. LON. Yuh ain't. We with three mouths t' feed. Yer a swindler, yuh are. Yuh always tried t' cheat me. SETH. No one kin say that t' me. I'm an honest man. But I'm a goin' 't heve the two acres if I heve t' go t' law. LON. Wall, yuh ain't a goin' t' wreck me.