But my horse proved to have more speed, so a lot of them are sore." Bud chuckled as other Sunday losers came straggling in.
"Well, it's too late.

I have honored the checks," Jimmy said crisply, and turned to hand a sealed manila envelope to the bookkeeper with whispered instructions.

The bookkeeper, who had just entered from the rear of the office, turned on his heel and left again.
Jeff muttered something to his friends and went outside as if their business were done for the day.
"I gave you five thousand in currency and the balance in a cashier's check," Jimmy whispered through he wicket.

"Sent it to the house, We don't keep a great deal--ten thousand's our limit in cash, and I don't think you want to pack gold or silver--" "No, I didn't.

I'd rather--" Two men came in, one going over to the desk where he apparently wrote a check, the other came straight to the window.