So she took me in a store an' bought it out.

Asked the man what he'd take for everything in his joint that had powder in it.

Five hundred dollars, that was what she paid.

She pulled a silk something out of the front of her dress with a pad of hundred-dollar bills in it an inch think.

Then she asked _me_ to get them firecrackers 'n' wheels 'n' skyrockets 'n' balloons 'n' other stuff down to the boat, and she asked me just as if I was a sweet little boy who'd be tickled to death to do it!" In the excitement of unburdening himself of a matter which he had borne in secret for many days, Stampede did not observe the effect of his words upon his companion.