But then, Bob ain't got
the cunnin' in him like I-nor he can't "rope-in on the sly,"-knock
down and drag out, and just tell a whole possee to come on, as I do.
And that's what ye don't seem to come at, Graspum," said Romescos,
again filling his glass, and drawing a long black pipe from his
pocket prepares it for a smoke.
"Now, the trouble is, you all think you can carry out these matters
on your own hook; but it's no go, and you'll find it so. It's a
scheme that must have larger means at the head of it; and each man's
rights must be stipulated, and paid according to his own enterprise.
But this discontent is monstrous and injurious, and if continued
will prove unprofitable. You see, fellers, you've no responsibility,
and my position is your protection, and if you don't get rich you
must not charge the blame to me; and then just see how you live now
to what you did when ranging the piny woods and catching a stray
nigger here and there, what didn't hardly pay dog money. There's a
good deal in the sport of the thing, too; and ye know it amounts to
a good deal to do the gentleman and associate with big folks, who
puts the business into one's hands, by finding out who's got lean
purses and prime niggers," rejoined Graspum, very coolly.
"Ah, yes; that's the way ye comes it over these haristocrats, by
doin' the modest. Now, Graspum, 'tain't no trouble to leak a sap
like that Lorenzo, and make his friends stand the blunt after we've
roped him into your fixings," replied Romescos.
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