Jefferson could see that in his face. Old Grop got the bottle off the shelf, but he did not set it on the counter. He could see that the boys had already been drinking, and he became suspicious. Brother and Bear spread out all the money they had in their pockets on top of the counter. Old Grop counted it with his eyes.
Money is slack everywhere.
You bring the money, you get your wine. He turned to put the bottle back on the shelf. Bear had been drinking, and his eyes were glossy, he walked unsteadily, grinning all the time as he continued around the counter. Grop moved quickly toward the cash register, where he withdrew a revolver and started shooting. Soon there was shooting from another direction.