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He could not face Jack fairly. Already placed on the defense, when he had considered he would be the accuser, McKee took refuge in the plea of being wronged by false suspicion. "I ain't goin'," he whined, "to have folks suspicion me of any such doin's as the killin' of 'Ole Man' Terrill. I got a witness to prove I wasn't in twenty miles of the place."
He'd sooner shoot a foot off than bore you. 'Cause why? 'Cause if he bored you he'd never have no chance to get next to Ruth. She's some opposed to him killin' folks promiscuous. You lay low, that's all. An' I'll rustle up a guy one of these days which will put a crimp in Randerson. If he comes snoopin' around here, why, there's a rifle handy. Let him have it, sudden before he can git set!"
We next layed out the wolves, an' arter that cooney, an' then we tuk our time about the deer these last and the bar bein' the only valley'ble things on the island. The skunk we kilt last, as we didn't want the thing to stink us off the place while we wur a-skinnin' the deer. "Arter killin' the skunk, we mounted an' left, of coorse loaded with our bar-meat an' venison. "I got my rifle arter all.
I let ye take a fling yesterday, jist to see what kind o' dogs ye be; but if ever I catches ye takin' another widout the word from me I'll be killin' ye!" The man groaned. "Holy saints, skipper, ye'd not be sendin' me to choppin' poles wid a head on me like a lobster-pot?" he whispered.
"Yu are like that sky-pilot over to Las Cruces he preached agin killin' things, which is all right for him, who didn't have no cows." "Do you go to the missions?" She asked. He replied that he did, sometimes, but forgot to add that it was usually for the purpose of hilarity, for he regarded sky-pilots with humorous toleration.
He said it wouldn't be right for him to know about somebody robbin' a commissary, or a bank, or killin' somebody, because if somebody like a sheriff or detective got onto it, they might blame him, or somethin'." "I like that Terabon!" Jet declared. "Y'see how he is.
Does that make any difference to you?" "Some," said the sheriff. "It lets young McCrae out, I reckon." "How about McHale?" "That's a killin'. You got nothin' to do with that. Anyway, he's got a good defence." "I'll sign his bail bond to any amount." "I reckon there won't be no trouble about that," said the sheriff. "I know a man when I see him. McHale's all right.
"That you have already told us," said the Captain of the Watch; "it is no answer." Cethru's leathern cheeks became wine-coloured, so desirous was he to speak, and so unable. And the Watch sneered and laughed, saying: "This is a fine witness." But of a sudden Cethru spoke: "What would I be duin' killin' rats; tidden my business to kill rats."
Somehow I 'd feel better to have it go in one last effort to make a killin' than to spend it a quarter at a time on sandwiches and cigarettes. To-night I 'll either be able to write to Pert that my luck has turned, or I 'll know the worst, and that 's some comfort. Ah, Brown 's paying his bill at last."
I'll get the 'pills' for you to-night " "No killin', Sabota!" Gyp warned. "Just enough to put him out for an hour or two!" the Greek answered. Wednesday night the Ramblin' Kid slept in the stall with the Gold Dust maverick and Captain Jack. Thursday he remained close to the horses. Thursday night he again slept on a pile of hay in one corner of the box-compartment.
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