37/53 Ain't that right ?" "That's right," nodded Casey and he added, grinning more foolishly, "Darn right, that's right! Back-action kick--bet your life." Joe pushed the gun inside his waistband and crooked his finger at Casey, beckoning mysteriously. "C'mon an' I'll show yuh how it's made," he invited with heavy enthusiasm. "Yore a judge uh hootch all right--I can see that. |