"So that's the kind uh game yuh asked me to set in on!"-Casey broke another long silence.-He had felt in his bones that young Kenner was watching him secretly, waiting for him to take his stand for or against the proposition.
"I'd like to know who passed the word around amongst outlaws that Casey Ryan is the only original easy mark left runnin' wild, an' that he can be caught an' made a goat of any time it's handy!
Look at the crowd of folks bunched on that crossing this afternoon! Why didn't yuh pick some one else for the goat?-Outa all them hundreds uh people, why'n hell did yuh have to go an' pick on Casey Ryan?-Ain't he had trouble enough tryin' to keep outa trouble?
"Naw!-Casey Ryan's went an' blowed hisself to show tickets, an' he's headed home, peaceful an' on time, so's he can shave an' put on a clean collar an' slick up to please his wife an' take 'er to the show!-Nothin' agin the law in that!-Not a damn' thing yuh can haul 'im to jail fer!-So YOU had to come along, loaded to the guards with hootch--stall your Ford on the car track right under m' nose, an' tell Casey Ryan to git in!-Couldn't leave 'im to go home peaceful to 'is wife--naw!-You had t' haul 'im away out here an' git 'im in wrong with a cop agin!-That's a fine game you're playin'!-That's a DARNED fine game!"
"Sure, it is!-It's better than the game you've been playing," young Kenner stated calmly.-"Take your own story, for instance.
You've been dubbin' along, tryin' t' play the way the law tells you to.-An' the saps has been flockin' to yuh like a bunch uh hornets--every bird tryin' t' sink his stinger in first. Ain't that right?
"Keepin' the law has laid yuh in jail twice in the last month, by your own tell.-Why, a clown like you, that's aimin' t' keep the law an' live honest, is the easiest mark in the world.-Them's the guys that do the most harm--they make graftin' so darned easy! Them's the guys the saps lay for and dust off regular in the shape of fines an' taxes an' the like uh that.-Oncet in awhile they'll snatch yuh fer somethin' yuh never done at all an' lay yuh away fer a day or two, just t' keep yuh scared and easy t' handle next time.
"Now, yuh take me, fer instance.-I play agin' the law--an' I'm cleanin' up right along, and have yet to take my morning sunlight in streaks.-I know as much about the inside of a jail as I know about the White House--an' no more.-I've hauled hootch all over the country, an' I never yet was dusted off so hard by the law that I didn't come through with a roll uh jack they'd overlooked.
"Take this highjackin' to-night, for instance.-Look what Smilin'
Lou took off'n me!-And yet," Kenner turned and grinned impudently at Casey, "don't never think I didn't come out a long jump ahead! I carry nothin' cheap; nothin' but good whisky an' brandy that the liquor houses failed to declare when the world went dry. Then there's real, honest-to-gosh European stuff run in from Mexico; now you're in, Casey, I'll tell yuh the snap.-When I said easy money, I was in my right mind.
"You can count on highjackers leavin' yuh half your load; mebby a little more, if yuh set purty.-They don't aim t' force yuh out uh the business.-They grab what the traffic'll bear, an' let yuh go on an make a profit so you'll stay.
"Now there's a card you can slip up your sleeve for this game.
Yuh load in the best stuff first--see?-Anything real special you wanta put in kegs with double sides an' ends which you fill with moonshine.-Yuh never can tell--they might wanta sample it.
Smilin' Lou did once--an' you notice to-night he left the kegs be. So they get a good grade of whisky from the liquor houses.
And they pass up the best, imported stuff that can be got to-day.
We'll have regular customers for that; and you can gamble they'll pay the price!" He laughed at some secret joke which he straightway shared with Casey.
"You noticed I got my gas-tank behind--a twenty-gallon tank at that. Well, what if I tell yuh that right under this front seat there's a false bottom to the tool-box and under that--well, suppose you're settin' on forty pints uh French champagne?
More'n all that, this cushion we're settin' on has got a concealed pocket down both sides --for hop.-So yuh see, Casey, a man can make an honest livin' at this game, even if he's highjacked every trip.-Now you're in, I can show yuh all kinds uh tricks."
The muscles, along Casey's jaw had hardened until they looked bunched. His eyes, fixed upon the winding trail in front of him, were a pale, unwinking glitter.
"Who says I'm in?-Yuh ain't heard Casey Ryan say it yet, have yuh? Yuh better wait till Casey says he's in b'fore yuh bank on 'im too strong.-Casey may be an easy mark--he may be the officious goat pro tem of every darn' bootlegger an' moonshiner an' every darn' cop that crosses his trail; but you can ask anybody if Casey Ryan don't do 'is own decidin'!
"Before you go any further, young feller, I'll tell yuh just how fur Casey's in your game--an' that's as fur as Barstow.-When Casey says he'll do a thing he comes purty near doin' it.-I ain't playin' no bootleg game, young feller; White Mule an' me ain't an' never was trail pardners.-Make me choose between bootleggers an' cops, an' I'd have to flip a dollar on it.-Only fer Bill Masters bein' your friend, I dunno but what I'd take yuh right back with me t' L. A. an' let yuh sleep in a jail oncet--seein' you've never had the pleasure!"
The young man laughed imperturbably. "Flip that dollar for me, Casey, to see whether I shoot yuh now an' dump yuh out in the brush somewheres, or make yuh play the hootch game an' like it.
Why, you didn't think for one minute, did yuh, that I was takin' any chance with you?-Not a chance in the world!-Go squeal to the law--an' what would it get yuh?
