“Well, it means to pass the dollars out into circulation. Then he said he would split. Maybe he did split. I didn’t wait to see. I just killed him and lighted out for the coal country.”
“Why the coal country?”
“ ’Cause I’d read in the papers that they weren’t too particular in those parts.”
McGinty laughed. “You were first a coiner and then a murderer, and you came to these parts because you thought you’d be welcome.”
“That’s about the size of it,” McMurdo answered.
“Well, I guess you’ll go far. Say, can you make those dollars yet?”
McMurdo took half a dozen from his pocket. “Those never passed the Philadelphia mint,” said he.
“You don’t say!” McGinty held them to the light in his enormous hand, which was hairy as a