“Ain’t she here?”
“Search me! I ain’t been to Stlingbloke once.”
“Tell it to the marines, Halfaman!”
He pulled forth a roll of bills. “There’s me pay day,” he said. “Every cent, ’ceptin’ for a shirt and tobacco and things. I’m off that stuff. I just slipped that time, anyway.”
“I heard you was drivin’ snap.”
“I was—till last night. Then I traded with Demijohn and got the water wagon. I’m on it, too.”
“Why’d you want the tank? Snap’s better.”
“D’ye really wanta to know, now?”
“Uh-huh! Why’d ye s’pose I ast?”
“Well, now maybe I heard Mangan-Hatton’s tank was supplyin’ Jeddo the Crow. What would you say if I was to tell you that, Wing-o?”