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Updated: May 7, 2025
"Come on let's move. I'm fair dead for sleep." "Just a minute!" said Anastacio. "I want to call your attention to the big dust off in the north. I've been watching it half an hour. That dust, if I'm not mistaken, is the Bar Cross coming; they've heard the news!" "So, Mr. Lisner, you hadn't a chance to get by with it," said Pringle slowly and thoughtfully.
It's one of the best little things I do waiting. And I came to protect Foy, not to capture him. I came to keep right at his side, in case he surrendered without a fight for fear he might be killed ... escaping ... on the way back. It's a way that we have in Las Uvas!" Lisner threw a look of hate at his deputy.
The sheriff he try to make me keel heem he try to buy me to do eet he keel Dick Marr heemself!" "That's right!" spoke Creagan, suddenly white and haggard. His voice was a cringing whine; his eyes groveled. "Marr was at Lisner's house. We all went over there after the fight. Lisner waked Marr up he'd been tryin' to egg Marr on to kill Foy all day, but Marr was too drunk.
"Bronc' bucked me over on the saddle horn," explained Applegate. "Sure, I'll stay. And the Pringle person will be right here when you get back, too." "Let the Major take some supper in to Miss Vorhis," suggested Breslin. "I'll keep an eye on him. He can eat with her and cheer her up a little. This is hard lines for a girl." Lisner shrugged his shoulders.
And if we have wars again, who but the Barelas would bear the brunt? No, no, Mr. Matt Lisner; while I may be a merely ornamental chief deputy, it will never be denied that I am a very careful chief to my gente. Be sure that I shall think more than once or twice before I set a man of my men at a useless hazard to pleasure you or to reëlect you." "You speak plainly." "I intend to.
I speak for three hundred and we vote solid. Make no mistake, Mr. Lisner. You need me in your business, but I can do nicely without you." "Perhaps you'd like to be sheriff yourself." "I might like it except that I am not as young and foolish as I was," said Anastacio, smiling.
Stella Vorhis had been banished to her own room and Sheriff Matt Lisner had privately told off a man to make sure she did not escape. Lisner and Ben Creagan, crossest of the four examiners, had been prepared to meet by crushing denial an eager and indignant statement from Pringle, adducing the Gadsden House affair and his subsequent companying with Foy as proof positive of Foy's innocence.
"I'll make a note of it. I have a good memory, Pringle and good friends. Give me some water, someone. I feel sick." Espalin brought a canteen. "Take your time, Chris," said Lisner. "Tell us when you feel able to go." "I'll be all right after a little. Say, boys, it was the queerest feeling coming to, I mean. I could almost hear your voices, first.
"Horrible!" said Anastacio. Matthew Lisner, sheriff of Dona Ana, bent a hard eye on his subordinate. "It's got to be done," he urged. "To elect our ticket we must have all the respectable and responsible people of the valley. If we can provoke Foy into an outbreak " "Not we you," corrected Anastacio. "Myself, I do not feel provoking." "Are you going to lay down on me?"
"Why, what did you find out?" "A-plenty. Them stiffs you sent out found Foy's horse, to begin with." "Sure it was Foy's horse?" queried Lisner eagerly. "Sure! I know the horse that big calico horse of his." "Why didn't you follow him up?" "Follow hell! Oh, some of the silly fools are milling round out there going over to the San Andres to-night to take a big hunt mañana. Not me.
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