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For one thing, he's daid now; and for another, he happens to be Mr. Bannister's cousin." "But weren't they enemies?" "That's how I understand it. But this man's passed over the range. A MAN doesn't unload his hatred on dead folks and I expect if y'u'll study him, even y'u will be able to figure out that my friend measures up to the size of a real man." "I don't see why if "
"Y'u did get through at last," he drawled insolently. "Well, if y'u'll kindly give orders to your seven-foot dwarf to point the Winchester another way I'll collect my men an we'll be moving." For, though the outlaw had left his men in command of the ranch when he went into the house, he found the situation reversed on his return.
I been thinkin' I got some awful good medicine that would be the right stuff for y'u. It's in the drawer of my wash-stand. Help yourself liberal and it will surely do y'u good. Y'u'll find it in a bottle." "I'll bet it's good medicine, Mac. After we get home I'll drop around. In the washstand, y'u said?" "I hate to have y'u take such a risk," Mac tried again.
They're bringing them in now to jail. Watch out and y'u'll see them pass here in a few minutes. Seems that Bannister's wound opened up on him and he couldn't go any farther. Course Mac wouldn't leave him. Sheriff Burns and his posse dropped in on them and had them covered before Mac could chirp." "You are sure this man this desperado Bannister will do nothing till night?"
Their owner's steady eyes challenged a denial. "Is that so? Now how do y'u know that? We didn't leave the herder alive to explain that to y'u, did we?" "You admit murdering him?" "To y'u, dear cousin. Y'u see, I have a hunch that maybe y'u'll go join your herder right soon. Y'u'll not do much talking." The sheepman fell back. "I think I'll ride alone." Rage flared in the other's eye.
"Too good for me, are y'u, my mealy-mouthed cousin? Y'u always thought yourself better than me. When y'u were a boy you used to go sneaking to that old hypocrite, your grandfather " "You have said enough," interrupted the other sternly. "I'll not hear another word. Keep your foul tongue off him." Their eyes silently measured strength. "Y'u'll not hear a word!" sneered the chief of the rustlers.
"All right. Take the trees. Y'u'll be able to get into the game some then." They debouched from the road to the little grove and slipped from their horses. "Deader'n hell," murmured Missou, as he lifted the limp body from his horse. "But I guess we'll pack what's left back to the little lady at the Lazy D."
It has been my glory.... It might have been my salvation.... But now I'll go to hell with y'u if y'u'll spare him." "Damn my soul!" rasped out the rustler, as if something of respect was wrung from that sordid deep of him. "Y'u y'u woman! ... Jorth will turn over in his grave. He'd rise out of his grave if this Isbel got y'u." "Hurry! Hurry!" implored Ellen. "Springer may come back.
Y'u stole my father's gold.... An' now y'u want me y'u expect me to fall into your arms.... My Heaven! cain't y'u tell a decent woman? Was your mother decent? Was your sister decent? ... Bah! I'm appealing to deafness. But y'u'll HEAH this, Jim Colter! ... I'm not what yu think I am! I'm not the the damned hussy y'u liars have made me out.... I'm a Jorth, alas!
"But y'u'll wait till I've shot the lights out of this Isbel." "No!" she cried. "Take me away now.... An' I'll give in I'll be what y'u want.... Y'u can do with me as y'u like." Colter's lofty frame leaped as if at the release of bursting blood. With a lunge he cleared the threshold to loom over her. "Am I out of my haid, or are y'u?" he asked, in low, hoarse voice.
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