Shiftlet seems affronted by Mrs. Crater’s question about what he carries in his toolbox, even though he’s just given her every reason to doubt external appearances. The conversation about money emphasizes the characters’ poverty, but Shiftlet seems offended by Mrs. Crater’s assumption that he’s after money. He again seems preoccupied with what defines a man, and Mrs. Crater’s private doubts about his missing arm suggest that he’s not wrong to feel some insecurity. Shiftlet’s sudden talkativeness about his background, so soon after he pointed out how easily he could lie about himself, is hard to take entirely seriously. His observation about the Crater’s farm being remote, desolate, and how “God made it” associate the farm with holiness, as if it’s a strange kind of Eden.