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"See, he's paid him, an' some of the judges is willin' an' some are beefin'. An' now that other gang's going up they're Redhead's." He turned to Saxon with a reassuring smile. "We're well out of it this time. There's goin' to be rough stuff down there in a minute." "The judges are tryin' to make him give the money back," Bert explained. "An' if he don't the other gang'll take it away from him.
Bartley, clinging to his precarious perch, gazed down upon the scene, wondering if he had not better take a shot at the bull. "Shall I let him have it?" he queried. "Have what?" came the muffled voice of Cheyenne. "He's 'most got what he's after, right now." "Shall I shoot him?" "Hell, no! No use beefin' twelve hundred dollars' worth of meat. We don't need that much." "Look out!
"Huh!" says I. "Humanity beefin' over a dollar it's dropped through a crack wouldn't furnish any Easter card scheme. Talk about grouchy people! You ought to see this bunch, with their egos clutchin' their checkbooks." "Ah!" says Alvin. "A financial deal, is it?" "It was," says I. "These are the obsequies we're about to hold."
Yuh got 'em tryin' to murder the hull outfit; jes' like I told yuh they would " Gunshot wounds, contrary to the tales of certain sentimentalists, do not appreciably sweeten, or even change, a man's disposition. Happy Jack with a bullet hole through one side of him was still Happy Jack. "Aw, quit your beefin'," Big Medicine advised gruffly.
"Now, if he's in there don't you two go and send for him to come outside to you; nothin' like that. See? You go right in after him and nail him right in front of his own pals. Understand? I want him and his bunch and the reporters all to know that this here alleged drag of his that the newspapers've been beefin' so loud about is all bogus. And then you fetch him here to me and I'll do the rest.
Theodore Bayly Bagstock doesn't approve of us at all though just why is not quite clear." "That's easy," says I. "This Inter-Lake Navigation that she's beefin' about was one of them little concerns we gathered in last fall. Paid something like fourteen, and our common at three and a half don't seem so good to her, I expect.
They can get in cracks an' buck rivets an' so on. Useful. He's had 'em all hopped up on the fact that the Platform coulda been finished months ago if it'd been built for them, an' they could get to the moon an' back while full-sized guys couldn't an' so on. Remember?" "I remember," said Sally. "They've all been beefin' about it," explained Haney. "People know how they feel.
And what they was beefin' specially about to-day was because of a tale that a Chicago syndicate had jumped in and bought the Balboa, a 10,000-ton Norwegian freighter that we was supposed to have an option on. It was the final blow. That satisfied 'em they was being sold out, and their best guess was that Mr. Robert was turnin' the trick.
Ain't had so much fun since my old woman broke her leg!" "Why don't they pay him, Billy?" Saxon asked. "He won." "The Frisco bunch is challengin' him for a professional," Billy elucidated. "That's what they're all beefin' about. But it ain't right. They all ran for that money, so they're all professional." The crowd surged and argued and roared in front of the judges' stand.
Reg'lar brute, he is, and a temper " That gets him stary eyed. "You you don't mean," says he, "that " "Uh-huh!" says I. "You know you and the young lady was some conspicuous. There's been talk all round the room. They've both heard, and they're beefin' something awful. Course I ain't sayin' they'll spring any gunplay right in the house; but why, what's wrong, Skeet?"
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