“And you sell it to her?” Hepsey asked, turning to Bingham.
“Oh, it’s for her father. He sends for it.” He frowned at the child and she quickly disappeared, leaving the can behind her.
“Does he? But I thought you said that a saloon was no place for a woman; and surely it can’t be a decent place for a girl under age. Now my friend, I’ve got somethin’ to say to you.”
“You are the very devil and all,” Silas remarked.
“Thanks, Silas. The devil sticks to his job, anyway; and owin’ to the likes of you he wins out, nine times out of ten. Now will you clear out of this location, or won’t you?”
“Another day like this would send me to the lunatic asylum.” 199
“Then I’ll be around in the mornin’ at six-thirty sharp.”
“You just get out of here,” he threatened.
“If you promise to clear out yourself within three days.”
“I guess I’d clear out of Heaven itself to get rid of you.”