“To whom do I lodge a protest?” Rogers asked loudly. He and Tutt had been arguing for some time.
“I wish to lodge one as well,” Tutt stubbornly raised his voice, as an afterthought. “I wish to protest this t*****e!”
“t*****e? What t*****e?” Rogers asked incredulously. “I’m the one that has to put up with your bellowing! You sound like a distressed water buffalo!”
Carpenter, Hornsby, and Wagner had been sitting. They had listened and refrained from making any remarks that might antagonize the situation, but found it difficult to remain impassive.
“Complain all you want,” Murdock said loudly. “I don’t care if it takes a month, but when we leave here, there’s going to be an understanding between you two!” Rogers made a nervous laugh.
“I may bellow like a water buffalo, but you, Rogers, l
