Pulp Fiction, 1950 · page 19 of 133
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ARIZONA ROUNDUP 17 and some say he’s got Bud Bailey and his toughs backing him. I do know that Bud came in here, backed by two of his gun packers, and flatly wamed me that the tinhorns in with the Deacon and Lily Owens would play here and any other place in town or the owners, including me, might get a sudden attack of lead poisoning. Frankly, Tex, I’m pretty fond of Lily. I keep trying to tell myself differently, but it looks to me as though she’s got the Deacon and Deacon has Bailey to back him up while they suck the miners dry of every dollar of silver brought in.” “Including stage robberies.” “It looks that way. So the boys play in here. And Id give a. thousand in gold tonight to find a house man who could sit in on every one of their games, crooked or straight, and clean them until they wouldn’t dare break out a new deck at one of my tables.” Tex lit the cigarette and straightened from the bar. “Maybe,” he said softly, “you just might find that man tonight, Pearson. ” He strode out the door and headed for the Golden Pheasant, moving northward along the new, crudely constructed board- walk rising four inches above the damp earth. Chapter Four E WAS hungry, a bit tired of the grub in his slicke: roll, and he’d overheard’ somebody say down at the wagon yard that Lily Owens of the Golden Pheasant served food: It looked, he thought, as though Lily wasn’t overlooking any opportunities when it came to making money. First, heading a bunch of fleec- ing tinhorns and taking a cut . . . with a possible sideline of directing stage holdups. | Tex eutered a room some eighty feet square, with a long, dark comicbooks.com