"Hello, Red!" exclaimed Joe Kennedy. "Out early, ain't you. Have a drink."
"Not out too early. Hello, Lusk!"
"How, Red," said the saloon-keeper.
"Where's your friends. Ask 'em in," said Kennedy.
"Shall I ask 'em in, Saunders?" queried Overland, his voice edged with a double meaning.
"Not on my account," said Saunders over his shoulder.
"All right. Let's have a drink, boys."
Even "Go-Light" Sago, the vilest of the Gophertown crew, admired Overland's coolness in turning his back on Saunders and facing the bar.
For a second Saunders's fingers twitched. He glanced up.
Joe Kennedy was looking at him over his glass of whiskey. "Ain't you drinkin', Silent?" he asked.