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As she stood there, with her fists full of gold, Maudie's eyes filled. She turned abruptly and went out. The crowd began to melt away. In half an hour only those remained who had more hootch than they could carry off the premises. They made themselves comfortable on the floor, near the stove, and the greatest night Minóok had known was ended. "Leiden oder triumphiren Hammer oder Amboss sein."
"I'm the coroner, and it looks as if I wouldn't sit, this trip." Casey eyed him blearily, not in the least mollified but instead swinging to a certain degree of lucidity that was nevertheless governed largely by the hoot he had swallowed in the hootch. "There's part of a burro 'round here some'er's you c'n set on," Casey informed him grimly, and fumbled in his coat pocket for his pipe.
You had all the county officials bluffed into thinking you were the victim of that Black Butte bunch, instead of being in cahoots. That alibi of yours was a bird. Does Kenner, here, know you hit the hootch pretty strong at times? Bootlegging's bad business for a man that laps it up the way you do. Where's that piece of change, Kenner?"
"So you 'n' me is pardners till I say when. We'll clean up some real jack together. Minin' ain't in it, no more, with hootch runnin' if yuh play it right. The good old White Mule goes under the wire, old-timer, an' takes the money. Burros is extinct." "Burros ain't any extincter than what you'll be when I git through with yuh," gritted Casey savagely, shutting off the gas.
"Yore a judge uh hootch all right I can see that. I'll show yuh how we do it. Best White Mule in Nevada. Ain't that right? Ain't that the real hootch?" "'S right, all right," Casey agreed earnestly. "Puttin' the hoot in hootch you fellers. You can ask anybody if that ain't right." Joe laughed hoarsely. "Puttin' the hoot in hootch that's right. I knowed you was all right. Didn't I say you was?
I went out and got him some medicine guaranteed, by the doctor who wrote the prescription, to take the hoot out of the hootch Casey had swallowed. That afternoon Casey left off glaring at me, sat up, accepted a cigarette and consented to talk. " an' all I got to say is, Barney Oakes is a liar an' the father uh liars. I never was in cahoots with him at no time.
At once, cups brimming with vile hootch were placed upon the rough bar. Seizing one in his hand Pritchen held it before the old chief's eyes. "Drink," he said. "Good." As the Indian looked in silence at the mixture, without offering to touch it, a stern voice rang out near the door. Some one was speaking in sharp, quick words in the Indian tongue, which produced an immediate effect.
Casey lifted the cup to drink, but the smell of it under his nose sickened him. He weaved uncertainly to the door, opened it and threw out the coffee cup and all. Which was nature flying a storm flag, had any one with a clear head been there to observe the action and the look on Casey's face. "Gimme another shot uh that damn' hootch," he growled.
"But I tell yu' when Mr. Man let up with his fancy shootin' it was th' peaceablest place in th' Union. Th' rough stuff'd drifted what was left above ground. He dragged it too, later. I never heered wher he went." "Ah!" remarked Slavin pityingly, knocking out his pipe. "Th' few shots av hootch ye had tu throw inta yu' last night tu get ye're Dutch up must be makin' ye see double, me man.
After numerous half-hearted attempts, he arose one day about noon; then, having eaten a tasteless breakfast and strengthened his languid determination by a stiff glass of "hootch," he strolled out of town, taking he first random trail that offered itself. It was a wood trail, leading nowhere in particular, a fact which precisely suited his resentful mood.
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