So they get a good grade of whisky from the liquor houses.

And they pass up the best, imported stuff that can be got to-day.

We'll have regular customers for that; and you can gamble they'll pay the price!" He laughed at some secret joke which he straightway shared with Casey.
"You noticed I got my gas-tank behind--a twenty-gallon tank at that.
Well, what if I tell yuh that right under this front seat there's a false bottom to the tool-box and under that--well, suppose you're settin' on forty pints uh French champagne?
More'n all that, this cushion we're settin' on has got a concealed pocket down both sides--for hop.

So yuh see, Casey, a man can make an honest livin' at this game, even if he's highjacked every trip.

Now you're in, I can show yuh all kinds uh tricks." The muscles, along Casey's jaw had hardened until they looked bunched.
His eyes, fixed upon the winding trail in front of him, were a pale, unwinking glitter.
"Who says I'm in?
Yuh ain't heard Casey Ryan say it yet, have yuh?
Yuh better wait till Casey says he's in b'fore yuh bank on 'im too strong.
Casey may be an easy mark--he may be the officious goat pro tem of every darn' bootlegger an' moonshiner an' every darn' cop that crosses his trail; but you can ask anybody if Casey Ryan don't do 'is own decidin'! "Before you go any further, young feller, I'll tell yuh just how fur Casey's in your game--an' that's as fur as Barstow.