“That didn’t satisfy me none,” he said. “That was just something a woman in an office did, nothing but paper work and blood tests. What do they know about my blood? If they was to take my heart and cut it out,” he said, “they wouldn’t know a thing about me. It didn’t satisfy me at all.” “It satisfied the law,” the old woman said sharply. “The law,” Mr. Shiftlet said and spit. “It’s the law that don’t satisfy me.”
