Ellis, always very silent, would mix and drink cocktails continually.

Vandover would pick his banjo, and together with young Haight would listen to Geary.
"Ah, you bet," this one would say, "I'm going to make my pile in this town.

I can do it.

Beale sent me to court the other morning to get the judge's signature.

He had a grouch on, and wanted to put me off.