CHAPTER IXHEY PAULETTE!
It is seven o’clock an’ a fine evenin’ an’ I am drivin’ along the State road that runs along the Mexican border between Mexicali an’ Sonoyta.
There is one swell moon. There is a lotta people who don’t like this desert scenery, but me, I go for it. I’m for the wide open spaces where men are men an’ women are damn glad of it.
An’ I am plenty curious about this Paulette. Speakin’ confidentially, I am keen to have a look at this dame. Why? Because I like lookin’ at dames and, speaking confidentially some more, I am hot to get a look at the dame that Aymes turned down Henrietta for, because believe it or not this baby has gotta have what it takes in a big way to get a start of Henrietta. Get me?
Besides which I am not certain just where Henrietta is breakin’. I told
