"Peel her off! Yah! You puling infants! You cheap, trading-stamp crooks!" He raked off the money.

"Be tran-tranquil! You doddering idiots, I'd shoot your heads off for two bits I Try to rob a countryman, will you?
Why, gentle shepherds all, I've been on to such curves as yours ever since Hec was a pup! You and your scout Loring and your Bickford and your Post!" he scoffed.

"Don't open your heads.

Bah! Here, you skunks!" He threw an ostentatiously bad dollar on the table.

"Take that, and break even if you can.