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Upon seeing the party emerge from the back room, they pushed away from the bar and came directly toward Kid Wolf, who was walking in the lead. "Steve Stacy's the hombre in front," Wise whispered. "Be on yore guard." The Kid knew the ex-foreman's type even before he spoke. He was the loud-mouthed and overbearing kind of waddy a gunman first and a cowman afterward.
Then Mr. Sambo Ebony slouched on to the scene. "Hullo, Tar!" was the ex-foreman's careless greeting. "Now, doan' get too prescrumptious wid me," warned the black man, with an evil grin that displayed his big, white teeth. "Yo' an' me hab done been good frien's, an' pulled togedder. But Ah want yo' to undahstan', Mr. White Man, dat I doan' allow yo' to call me Tar Baby."
"I called you a liar," sneered Evarts, "and you haven't the sand to fight about it." "Fighting with one of your stripe isn't worth the while," Tom retorted, shortly. "Come along, Evarts. I'll show you the way out of camp." As Reade spoke he took hold of the ex-foreman's arm gently. "Leggo of me!" raged the foreman, clenching and raising one of his fists.
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