The new printer drank heavily to assuage his gloom, even to a degree that caused Herman Vielhaber to decline his custom, so that he must lean the gloomy hours away on the bar of pegleg McCarron, where they didn't mind such things.
"The Wrong Twin"
Harry Leon Wilson
If not at the guarded Penniman table, then at the low resort next to pegleg McCarron's of one T-bone Tommy, where they commonly devoured the carcasses of murdered beasts and made no secret of it.
"The Wrong Twin"
Harry Leon Wilson
As if that were not enough, this low creature had fallen lower in the social scale, if that were possible, by tending bar in the unspeakable den of pegleg McCarron.
"The Wrong Twin"
Harry Leon Wilson