He's got it in for me because I fired him last week.

Throw him out! Miss Bridger isn't going to dance with a drunken stiff like him." "Oh, I'll go--I ain't so drunk I've got to be carried!" retorted the other, and pushed his way angrily through the crowd.
Flora had kept her place.

Though the color had gone from her cheeks, she seemed to have no intention of quitting the quadrille, so there was nothing for Billy to do but get off the floor and leave her to her partner.

He went out after the Swede, and, seeing him headed for the saloon across from the hotel, followed aimlessly.

He was not quite comfortable in the hall, anyway, for he had caught Mama Joy eying him strangely, and he thought she was wondering why he had not asked her to dance.
Charming Billy was not by nature a diplomat; it never once occurred to him that he would better treat Mama Joy as if that half minute in the kitchen had never been.