"Sliver, are you hungerin' to push daisies ?" "Look here, Bud," answered the older man, and he laid a hand on the shoulder of Vic.

"You been with this Barry, gent, and you've lived in his house.

D'you mean to say you're one of the lot that talks about him like he was a ghost bullets couldn't harm?
I tell you, son, they's been so much chatter about him that folks forget he's human.

I'm goin' to remind 'em of that little fact." Vic Gregg groaned.

Even while he talked he was glancing over his shoulder as if he feared the shadows under the moon.