"J-jail Pinky, then search the place. I'll take Vickers' doctor with me. Ch-chances are we'll find the kn-knockout drops."
"Willie, you wait till I get back there before you start closing saloons," Tesno said.
"N-not much. I figure to d-do it tonight. I'm m-m-mad."
"You know that Persia is the principal owner of the Pink Lady?"
"I can't help that. It's a rotten p-place and I'm going to sh-shut it up."
"Damned if I don't believe you're a bluenose," Tesno said. He said it jovially; then reproach crept into his voice. "Damn it, Willie, it's not a small thing to sit in judgment of others. You're mad. You've got yourself some official backing. But you've no right to be high-handed."
"My g-god! That from you?"
"From me," Tesno said.
"You t-took it on yourself to judge everything and everybody in Tunneltown the day you arrived."
"I judged nobody," Tesno said. "I was just doing a job for pay."