“Ain’t he the talker?” queried Sleepy. “Silv’ry tongued, and all that. No wonder they sends lawyers to Congress.”
It was all said with such sincerity that Sudden turned and looked at Hale, as if wondering just what Hale had said.
“—— fool!” grunted Sunshine, his mouth filled with food.
“Mebbe,” said Sleepy, “but he don’t talk like one.”
“I meant you,” growled Sunshine.
“Check the bet,” laughed Sleepy.
Hale was looking closely at Hashknife, and now he said to Sudden:
“These are the two men who—uh—went away from the inquest, are they not?”
“Yeah, —— ’em!” growled Sudden. “They’re always around where they ain’t wanted.”
“If I remember correctly you made a specific charge against them at—”