 Twenty-five thousand bucks and a king-size shot. You could hardly be expected to guess that his death would come about under these circumstances, Mr. Dollar. No, no, but he could have passed away calmly in his sleep some night and wouldn't have changed a thing, Brother Puckett. Mavis Gale would still have been curious about a man named Barney Slade. Yes, I suppose, yes. He must have been pretty sure she'd recognize him, that it would make a nice big splash in all the papers. Was he that much of a ham?