I got damned tired a’ being around the jailhouse with them same people all day and all night ever damn day and night, so I decided to get the hell outta there for a spell. I decided that I would go back down to the Hooch House with my Bonnie and hang around there. I might even spend a night back up in my room upstairs—with my sweet-ass Bonnie a’ course. So I went and tole ole Happy that he was more or less in charge a’ things while I was out, and I tuck Bonnie along with me and went on down to my saloon. We walked in there like we didn’t have no cares in all the world, and we went back and tuck our usual seats at my private table. Ole Gooch Blossum were a-setting there in my own damn chair, and when he seen me a-coming, by God, he grabbed up his drink and scooted real damn fast clean acrost the room. I stood there by my chair and scowled at him for about a couple a’ minutes before I set down. Bonnie was already a-setting. Aubrey seen us come in, and he come over real quicklike with our two drinks.
