"Why am I after you?" he said again. "Why, confound you, ain't you Donnegan?"
"Yes."
"Don't the whole road know that I'm after you and you after me?"
"The whole road is crazy. I'm not after you."
Lefty choked.
"Maybe I been dreaming. Maybe you didn't bust up the gang? Maybe you didn't clean up on Suds and Kennebec?"
"Suds? Kennebec? I sort of remember meeting them."
"You sort of—the devil!" Lefty Joe sputtered the words. "And after you cleaned up my crowd, ain't it natural and good sense for you to go on and try to clean up on me?"
"Sounds like it."
"But I figured to beat you to it. I cut in on your trail, Donnegan, and before I leave it you'll know a lot more about me."