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Updated: June 26, 2025
"I'm holdin' down a better job than I did then," said Collie good-naturedly. "Well, I ain't. I'm holdin' the same job, which you will recollect. It ain't much of a job, but it's good to requisition that cayuse you're leadin'." "What you kiddin' about?" "Straight goods," said Tenlow, reaching for Sarko's reins. "Just hand over your end of that tie-rope." "I guess not, Dick.
Good-bye, and tell Billy he must come over and see us right away." "You'll drive carefully?" queried Aunt Eleanor again. "Jest like I was goin' to get pinched," said Overland, bowing. As Collie rode down the last pitch, leading the restive Sarko, Dick Tenlow stepped from the brush. "'Morning, Collie. Out for a little pasear?" "Shouldn't wonder, Dick." "Horses are lookin' good.
The girl nodded brightly, smiling as she noticed the little scar on his chin a wound that she had made him blush for when she had admonished him for fighting with Dick Tenlow. She watched the rise and fall of the muscles of his arm, beneath his flannel shirt, as he lighted his cigarette. How broad-chested and strong and wholesome he seemed in the morning sunlight!
I figure he's rode down to tell the Tenlow man that I'm up here." "You are sure?" "Yes, Miss. I don't make no mistakes about him." "Then one of our men has gone to get the deputy to arrest you, and you are our guest." "Thanks, Miss, for sayin' that. It's worth gettin' pinched to be your guest." "I did intend to ride down for the mail. Boyar needs exercising." "So does the Guzzuh, Miss.
The little gun might get to shootin' by herself, and then somebody would get hurt sure. You see, I'm givin' you all the chance you want to take me without gettin' mussed up. I'm nervous about firearms, anyhow." Deputy Dick Tenlow advanced and secured the gun. "Now," said Overland Red, heaving a sigh; "now, I ain't ashamed to look a gun in the face.
"I'm going to make you eat that speech about any woman making things look smooth if she's interested." "You go on home or I'll break you in two," said Tenlow. Collie's reply was a flail-like blow between Tenlow's eyes. The deputy staggered, gritted his teeth, and flung himself at the younger man. The fight was unequal from the beginning.
I have seen Tenlow, the sheriff. He is willing to let you go at my request. What do you intend doing, now that you are free?" "I don' know. Find Red, I guess." Walter Stone nodded. "What then?" "Oh, stick it out with Red. They'll be after him sure now. Red's my pal." "What has he done to get the police after him?" "Nothin'. It's the bunch." "The bunch?" "Uhuh. Them guys out on the Mojave.
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