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Daylight pointed at the heap of receipts and stubs on the table. "That-all represents ten million twenty-seven thousand and forty-two dollars and sixty-eight cents, hard cash. Ain't it good for anything here?" Letton smiled and shrugged his shoulders. Daylight looked at Dowsett and murmured: "I guess that story of mine had some meaning, after all." He laughed in a sickly fashion.
We ain't never made to ride in the same go-cart Good-by. That-all is wot I should ha' said. But I didn't. I walked right plum into the sloo, like the mudhead that I was, an' got mired for fair jes as I might a-knowed I would. "Well, Ryder gives us a address over across the bay an' we fair hykes over there all along o' as crool a rain as ever killed crops.
"How much might you reckon that-all to be?" Ans Handerson did not look up as he replied, "Ay tank fafty ounces." "You must be scrumptious rich, then, eh?" Still Ans Handerson kept his head down, absorbed in putting in the fine touches which wash out the last particles of dross, though he answered, "Ay tank Ay ban wort' five hundred t'ousand dollar."
"Dig in; you're sure good," was Daylight's answer. "And while we're about it, I may mention casual that I got twenty thousand in Mac's safe, there, and there's twenty thousand more in the ground on Moosehide. You know the ground, Campbell. Is they that-all in the dirt?" "There sure is, Daylight." "How much does it cost now?" Kearns asked. "Two thousand to see."
"It was your deal all right, and you-all dole them right, too. Well, I ain't kicking. I'm like the player in that poker game. It was your deal, and you-all had a right to do your best. And you done it cleaned me out slicker'n a whistle." He gazed at the heap on the table with an air of stupefaction. "And that-all ain't worth the paper it's written on.
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