There, by radio, in five minutes, Cliff made a deal which would bring him more money than he had ever before earned in a year.

It was not surprising that Cliff should be making such observation on his own initiative.

None had guns in readiness; they could only raise their hands when Cliff made his threat.

Turning about, Cliff made a quick run for the corner close behind him.

Time saved, Cliff crept from the road and made his way through trees until he reached a field.

Cliff loitered in the store and made his second call.

When Cliff made his way forward, he counted noses along the deck.

Cliff made his way among the tables to the far side of the big room, glancing right and left as he went.

Cliff and Hawkeye made their way together from the alley.

If they're holding Cliff to make him talk, they will hold me also.