He said it mildly, but he didn't feel it mildly. Don't drink so fast, he said. The woman looked disgusted. She offered to mend his clothes for another fifty cents, but Roscoe had to decline, since he had nothing to wear while the work was being done.
We'll rest a little until it starts to get cool, he said. You'd best just apologize and bring me a whiskey. He had been in a sorrowful mood ever since the report had come back on Gus, and the sight of Dish ready to ride off, upset him all over again. The more she thought about it, the less hospitable she felt toward the man.
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