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Updated: June 9, 2025
"'Thar bein' no objections, says Tutt, 'it is regyarded as the sense of the meetin' that this yere visitin' sharp from the States, yeretofore clogged in his flight by the name of Archibald Willingham De Graffenreid Butt, be yereafter known as "Butcherknife Bill"; or failin' leesure for the full name, as "Butch," or both at the discretion of the co't, with the drinks on Butch as the gent now profitin' by this play.
There were only four of them, for Kreeger and Butch Siegrist had been dispatched early that morning to ride fence on the other side of the ranch-house. When they were well on their way, Buck untied his lunch from the saddle and went into the shack to eat it.
So he merely lighted his cigarette and seemed to have heard nothing. "The whole town," he remarked casually, "seems scared stiff by this Butch; but of course he ain't comin' back to-night." "I suppose," said the tenderfoot, after a cold pause, "that he will not." But the coldness reacted like the most genial warmth upon Nash. He had chosen a part detestable to him but necessary to his business.
There would have been a fight, hard feelings, Butch turned into an enemy, and nothing profited to Lily. But Billy had done the right thing done it slowly and imperturbably and with the least hurt to everybody. All of which made him more desirable to Saxon and less possible.
"Steve," she said, with a quiet venom, "that bluff of his has been as good as four-of-a-kind with you for a long time. I never seen you make any play at Butch." He returned amiably: "Like to sit here and have a nice social chat, Sally, but I got to be gettin' back to the ranch, and in the meantime, I'm sure hungry." At the reminder of business a green light came in the fine blue eyes of Sally.
The soiled bandage on the head of Butch was far too thick to allow his hat to sit in its normal position. It was perched high on top, and secured in place by a bit of string which passed from side to side under the chin. Behind him came Lovel, an almost albino type with straw-coloured hair and eyes bleached and passionless; the vacuous smile was never gone from his lips.
His careless manner seemed to convince the men that there was no particular amusement to be extracted from the situation, and to Buck's relief they passed on to a general discussion of strangers on a ranch, the bother they were, and the extra amount of work they made. "Always wantin' to ride around with yuh an' see what's goin' on," declared Butch Siegrist sourly.
"'Some what? bellers Butch, not believin' his ears. "And young Bard, he steps around the girl and stands over Butch. "'Bad company is what I said, he repeats, 'but maybe I can be convinced. "'Easy, says Butch, and reaches for his gun. "We all dived for the door, but me being held up on account of my missing leg, I was slow an' couldn't help seein' what happened.
As they mounted he said: "We're going straight for the place where I told Butch Conklin I'd meet him. Then the bunch of us will come back." "Why waste time?" "Because he's sure to come back. Shorty, after a feller has seen Sally smile the way she can smile he couldn't keep away. I know!"
He'd had a run-in with Butch Conklin, and Butch threatened to come back with all his gang and wipe Eldara off the map. He stuck around and while he was waitin' for Butch and his gang, he started flirtin' with Sally Fortune." The name seemed to stick in his throat and he had to bring it out with a grimace. "So now you want his blood, Nash?"
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