He wouldn't, but said he'd placed a lot of pawned things with Pash, and I could have them.
Pash shrugged his shoulders and put his feet on the rungs of his chair.
"You put Hurd up to this," foamed Pash, hardly able to speak.
He ran errands for Pash before he became regularly employed.
"Mr. Pash knows very well that Tray accuses him of the crime," he said.
"I don't know ...