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Updated: May 28, 2025
But a flip of the wind made him Buster Jack again.... Collie would sacrifice her life for duty to you whom she loves as her father. Wils Moore sacrificed his honor for Collie rather than let you learn the truth.... But they call me Hell-Bent Wade, an' I will tell you!" The straining hulk of Belllounds crouched lower, as if to gather impetus for a leap.
I know your kind hell-bent to spend what you cash in, and every mother's son of you in the pen or with his toes turned up inside of a month." "Who'll put us there?" gruffly demanded the bowlegged one. Collins smiled at him with confidence superb "Mebbe I will and if I don't Bucky O'Connor will those of you that are left alive when you go through shooting each other in the back.
Barslow; but somethin' seemed to pull the nigh line an' turn me toward Main Street; an' fust thing I knew, I was a-drivin' hell-bent for O'Brien's place!
With that he addressed a word to his comrades, and they repaired to a cedar-tree near-by, where they began to unsaddle and unpack. Then Roberts, bending nearer Joan, as if intent on his own pack, began to whisper, hoarsely: "That's Jack Kells, the California road-agent. He's a gun fighter a hell-bent rattlesnake. When I saw him last he had a rope round his neck an' was bein' led away to be hanged.
"Run it through again with the power turned up," Lea said, frowning. "All I hear is static." "It's the old problem of genesis. Like Newton and the falling apple, Levy and the hysteresis in the warp field. Everything has a beginning. If we can find out why these people are so hell-bent on suicide we might be able to change the reasons.
"That road making, swamp digging all that fixing up forts for big guns that nobody has a chance to fire because the Johnnies get out just when everything's ready to blow 'em into the Union again. A h!" he added in disgust, "didn't we have a dose of that at Yorktown and Williamsburg? Why doesn't Little Mac start us hell-bent for Richmond and let us catch 'em on the jump?"
You never said Wade W-a-d-e, right out, so I'd hear it. An' I'd never passed by Hell-Bent Wade." "Aw, that name made me tired," replied Belllounds, contemptuously. "Haw! Haw! Haw!" bawled the rustler. "Made you tired, hey? Think you're funny? Wal, if you knowed how many men thet name's made tired an' tired fer keeps you'd not think it so damn funny." "Say, what're you giving me?
Death was there, white and cold and merciless, but as it had released the tragic soul, the instant of deliverance had been stamped on the rugged, cadaverous visage, by a beautiful light; not of peace, nor of joy, nor of grief, but of hope! Hope had been the last emotion of Hell-Bent Wade. "Collie, listen," said the old rancher, in deep and trembling tones.
"You're wrong, Bill," said a man, in a low but distinct voice. "The idee of hearin' a hoss heave. You're wuss'n a ranger. And you're hell-bent on killin' that rustler. Now I say let's go home and eat." "Wal, I'll just take a look at the sand," replied the man called Bill. Duane heard the clink of spurs on steel stirrup and the thud of boots on the ground.
Johnny, everything hangs on your turnin' Barry back. And have fifteen fresh hosses, the best St. Vincent has, so that the boys in the posse can climb on 'em and ride hell-bent for Wago. Johnny, if we get him started north he's dead and if you turn him like I say I'll see that you come in on the reward. D'ye hear?" But there was only an inarticulate whoop from the other end of the wire.
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