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"The Infant looks good and I believe she's a wonder, but it's a new thing, and twenty thousand's a heap of money to Castle. If it shouldn't pan out up to the first show-down, I'd feel deucedly cut up about having let him in. I'd a good deal rather refuse to sell Castle and hunt up a stranger." "Don't be a dern fool, son," Jim replied.
If it comes to a show-down I suppose I shall have to prove my point with the micrometer measurements down to the fifty-thousandth part of an inch. "There is certainly something very curious about these signatures," he concluded. "I don't know what measurements would show, but they are really too good. You know a forged signature may be of two kinds too bad or too good.
"It's two hours later, mebby, when the defunct's daughter the outfit abides over in Chihuahua, which is the Mexican part of Wolfville goes to a show-down with 'Doby an' Billy an wants to know does she get the corpse? "'Shore, says 'Doby, 'which we-alls has no further use for your paw, an' his remainder is free an' welcome to you.
If it could be said on the street that one disreputable prospector had more money in his clothes than the bank, then public confidence would receive a shrewd blow indeed, which might lead to disastrous results. But the murmur of doubt was growing, Wunpost was ranting like a demagogue the time for a show-down had come.
Now you answer some questions for me, and then I'll answer yours." He paused. "Well, I've got only one question after all: Do you love me enough to marry me?" "But " she began. "No buts," he broke in sharply. "This is a show-down. When I say marry, I mean what I told you at first, that we'd go up and live on the ranch. Do you love me enough for that?"
Panhandle would no doubt dispose of the stolen horses as soon as he could. What excuse would Cheyenne have to call Panhandle to account? And when it came to a show-down, would Cheyenne call him to account? Bartley was thinking of this when they made an early camp, the afternoon of the third day out.
"It'll help pay for the brat's board these last ten years an' mebby, when it comes to a show-down, I can stick him for a thousand." The woman made no answer. She was, in a way, past answering with a mind of her own. The man, as he stood there, was wicked and cruel, every line in his ugly face and angular body a line of sin. The woman was bent, broken, a wreck.
"It'll help pay for the brat's board these last ten years an' mebby, when it comes to a show-down, I can stick him for a thousand." The woman made no answer. She was, in a way, past answering with a mind of her own. The man, as he stood there, was wicked and cruel, every line in his ugly face and angular body a line of sin. The woman was bent, broken, a wreck.
"I'm goin' straight into Hope," Rathburn replied. "But, Roger," the girl faltered, "won't that mean mean " "A show-down? Maybe so. I ain't side-steppin' it." A world of worry showed in the girl's eyes. "Roger, why don't you go away?" she asked hesitatingly. "Things could be worse, and maybe in time they would become better. Folks forget, Roger."
"I'm not sure, we're still pretty far out." "All right, Clay," I said. "Stay with it." Clay was one of my more dependable men, dedicated to his work. Unfortunately, he was no man of action. He would have little influence in a show-down. I was at the Schmidt when I heard the lift open. I turned; Kramer, Fine, Taylor, and a half a dozen enlisted crew chiefs crowded out, bunched together.
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