‘Yea-a-ah—you quit!’ flared Bert Roddy. ‘You got drunk, and he fired yuh, Joe.’
Joe grimaced and reached for the bottle.
‘I suppose that’s what Lem said.’
‘Yeah, and he don’t lie,’ declared Spike.
Joe glared at Spike, but dropped the argument. He had no desire to tangle with that ex-6X6 gang.
‘How about a little poker?’ suggested Dave Morgan.
‘Very little for me,’ replied Dell Bowen. ‘I’m almost broke enough to take a job with yuh, Dave.’
‘That’s fine with me; I can use yuh.’
Morgan left the bar and began arranging a check-rack on one of the tables when Hashknife limped in, followed by Sleepy and Lem.
‘There’s the old cañon-crawler now!’ whooped Spike.