"Whether we've done anything, or whether we haven't, don't matter," he objected.
"Stay though, my friend, it was his gown," objected Alleyne.
"But tell me just how you know that fact," Demarest objected very crisply.
"You'll go on here to the end of your days, working for a pittance," he objected.
The more Cleon objected, the more they shouted that he should go.