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There was good ground for believing that the fellow who had made off with him would put up a fight before letting him go again. Now when he left Tombstone on this mission Johnny Behan's young diplomatic representative was riding a rented pony, his own mount being fagged out from a previous journey; and this fact has its bearing on the story later on.
He was dark-eyed, and his hair was a mat of close black curls. The cattle-buyer nodded, to indicate the introduced one. "This," he said, "is Mr. Breckenbridge, one of Johnny Behan's deputies." And "This is Curly Bill." Young Breckenbridge smiled as usual and stretched forth his right hand. But the eyes of Curly Bill were narrow and his hand came out slowly.
But their astonishment at finding the leader of the desperadoes at large was as nothing compared to Johnny Behan's bewilderment when he met the district judge in the court-house corridor some time near noon. "I'll be ready to take up the matter of that man Ringo's bail in a few minutes," Judge Stilwell said pleasantly. The sheriff remained inarticulate for several seconds. Finally
By what means Curly Bill supplied himself with a new pony this chronicler does not know. But it is a fact that the outlaw rode forth from Galeyville the next day along with Johnny Behan's deputy, to guide the latter through the Sulphur Springs valley and the San Simon and to guard the county's funds. Travel was slow in those days; accommodations were few and far between.
"I'll take this matter up," the judge told the stricken sheriff, "to-morrow morning, and I'll hold you responsible for the appearance of the defendant in court at that time." The news flew fast, and when the posse returned from Charleston they found the town of Tombstone discussing Johnny Behan's predicament.
His natural itching to depart from custody was aggravated by the feeling that his presence in the cow-town by the San Pedro was badly needed. He urged Goodrich to hurry to the bank and get the bail-money. The conference took place in Johnny Behan's office, and after the lawyer's departure on this errand the outlaw remained there pacing the floor.
So I landed them up on Behan's car and down to nighttown. BLOOM: I was just going home by Gardiner street when I happened to... No, by God, says I. Not for old stagers like myself and yourself. Hah, hah, hah! Yes. THE HORSE: Hohohohohohoh! Hohohohome!
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