“Oh, I see. You think we might not hand you the money.”
“Be a fool if you did, Putney.”
Putney turned his head and considered Amos.
“Don’t look at me,” wailed Amos. “I’ve got no thousand.”
“I guess that’s no lie,” Putney turned again to McGee.
“How do I know you’d do the job?”
“You don’t. But you’ve got to take some risk.”
“How about you?”
“I take plenty, don’t you think? I’ve got to outrun the sheriff.”
“That’s true,” nodded Putney. He turned to Amos. “If I give Mr. McGee a thousand dollars, you’ve got to make good with me, Amos.”