"Les' liquor, an' then we'll eat.

I'm payin' the bill--so whut the hell is it ter yer ?" "Nuthin' 'tall; eny frien' o' yers gits ther best I hav'.

Corn liquor, I reckon ?" He set out a squat bottle on the bar, and thinking it best to humor the both of them I poured out a stiff drink, fully aware that Rale was observing my features closely.
"Seen yer afore sumwhar, ain't I ?" "I reckon," I replied indifferently, watching Tim fill his glass.

"I worked my way up on the boat; saw yer on board." "Sure; that's it; 'tain't in my line fer ter forgit a face.

Yer ain't enlisted yit ?" "No; reckon I'll wait till maunin', an' clean up a bit furst.