ast as they could。
〃Hey； d'jall like that？〃 Wild Bill asked。 He was laughing like a kid at a carnival； laughing so hard he could barely talk； big tears went rolling down his cheeks。 〃You e on s'fast I guess you must've。 I'm currently cookin some turds to go with it。 Nice soft ones。 I'll have them out to y'all tomorrow … 〃
He saw that I was unlocking his cell door and his eyes narrowed。 He saw that Brutal was holding his revolver in one hand and his nightstick in the other； and they narrowed even more。
〃You can e in here on your legs； but you'll go out on your backs； Billy the Kid is goan guarantee you that；〃 he told us。 His eyes shifted back to me。 〃And if you think you're gonna put that nut…coat on me； you got another think ing； old hoss。〃
〃You're not the one who says go or jump back around here；〃 I told him。 〃You should know that； but I guess you're too dumb to pick it up without a little teaching。〃
I finished unlocking the door and ran it back on its track。 Wharton retreated to the bunk； his cock still hanging out of his pants； put his hands out to me； palms up； then beckoned with his fingers。 〃e on； you ugly motherfucker；〃 he said。 〃They be schoolin； all right； but this old boy's well set up to be the teacher。〃 He shifted his gaze and his darktoothed grin to Brutal。 〃e on； big fella； you first。 This time you cain't sneak up behind me。 Put down that gun … you ain't gonna shoot it anyway； not you … and we'll go man…to…man。 See who's the be