And we'll have a little Moses of our own.

But in the meantime, son, what's the great idea of coming down here ?" "For one thing, I came to ask for a couple of your paintings." "My paintings!" Hunt regarded the other suspiciously.

"What the hell you want my paintings for ?" "They might make good towels if I can scrape the paint off." "Aw, cut out the vaudeville stuff! I asked you what you wanted my paintings for?
Give me a straight answer!" "All right--here's your straight answer: I want your paintings to sell them." "Sell my paintings! Say, are you trying to say something still funnier ?" "I want them to sell them.

Remember I once told you that I could sell them--that I could sell anything.

Let me have them, and then just see." "You'd sure have to be able to sell anything to sell them!" A challenging glint had come into Hunt's eyes.