"Wegottokeeamused,haven&aos;twe?
"
"Youtalktoomuch,allthesame,
"Alsaid。Hecameoutfromthekitchen。Thecut-offbarrelsoftheshotgunmadeaslightbulgeunderthewaistofhistootight-fittingovercoat。Hestraightenedhiscoatwithhisglovedhands。
"Solong,brightboy,
"hesaidtoGeorge。
"Yougotalotofluck。
"
"That&aos;sthetruth,
"Maxsaid。
"Yououghttolaytheraces,brightboy。
"
Thetwoofthemwentoutthedoor。Georgewatchedthem,throughthewindow,assunderthearclightandcrossthestreet。Intheirtightovercoatsandderbyhatstheylookedlikeavaudevilleteam。GeorgewentbackthroughtheswingingdoorintothekitchenanduntiedNickandthecook。
"Idon&aos;twantanymoreofthat,
"saidSam,thecook。
"Idon&aos;twantanymoreofthat。
"
Nickstoodu。Hehadneverhadatowelinhismouthbefore。
"Say,
"hesaid。
"Whatthehell?
"Hewastryingtoswaggeritoff。
"TheyweregoingtokillOleAndreson,
"Georgesaid。
"Theyweregoingtoshoothimwhenhecameintoeat。
"
"OleAndreson?
"
"Sure。
"
Thecookfeltthecornersofhismouthwithhisthumbs。
"Theyallgone?
"heasked。
"Yeah,
"saidGeorge。
"They&aos;regonenow。
"
"Idon&aos;tlikeit,
"saidthecook。