"You give me that bow-wow, and I'll smash Hanson right now, and you got the job right away--come to work in the morning." Into another corner the proprietor of the Pile-drivers' Home drew Daughtry to whisper to him: "You stick around here every night with that dog of yourn.

It makes trade.

I'll give you free beer any time and fifty cents cash money a night." It was this proposition that started the big idea in Daughtry's mind.

As he told Michael, back in the room, while Kwaque was unlacing his shoes: "It's this way Killeny.

If you're worth fifty cents a night and free beer to that saloon keeper, then you're worth that to me.