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Updated: June 11, 2025
"I'll tell him that when he's on his way to be hung, I'll kiss him, not till then," said the young lady brightly. This delightful witticism suited the paternal humor, and Mr. Clay smiled; but, nevertheless, he frowned a moment afterwards. "But this yer hoss-thief got away arter all, and that's a hoss of a different color," he said grimly. Salomy Jane put down her knife and fork.
What you going to do now? Ain't I got money enough? Wish I had an even break with you fellers! Wish my outfit was here!" Stevenson, on his feet again, walked painfully up and shook his fist at the captive, from the side. "You'll find out what we want of you, you damned hoss-thief!" he cried.
Charley's gun glinted as it swung up and the stranger swore again. "What you doing?" he shouted. "Take that gun off'n me or I'll blow you apart!" "Mind yore business an' sit still!" Charley snapped. "You ain't in no position to blow anything apart. We've got a hoss-thief an' we're shore going to hang him regardless."
"'Whatever be we goin' to do with this yere hoss-thief pris'ner of ours? says Jack Moore to Enright the next day, when we're saddlin' up an' organizin' to pull our freight. 'He's shore due to bother us a lot.
"It's Bull Malvey," said one of the deputies as the match flickered out. "I knew him in Phoenix." "Heard of him. He was a wild one," said another deputy. "Comin' and goin'! One of The Spider's bunch, and a hoss-thief right! I reckon we done a good job." "He went for his gun," said the chief. "We had him covered from the start," asserted a deputy. "He sure won't steal no more hosses."
"Brent was sayin' he was short of hands," suggested Pete. "Which is correct. But there's that José who knows every foot of the dry-spot clean to the Ortez and he knows every hoss-thief in this sun-blasted country. Does he send José? No. He sends two white men, tellin' me that it is too big a deal to trust the Mexican with."
He knew that name. Slowly he realized that the man on the big buckskin meant what he said when he asserted that there would be no trouble. "Well, I'm foreman of the Starr, and you're fired!" he told Lorry. "That's no news," said Lorry, grinning. "And I'm goin' to herd this hoss-thief to camp," he continued, spurring toward Waco, who had started to walk away.
She quickly cautioned him to say nothing to her father about the real reason for his being there. Rather Pete was to say, if questioned, that he had stolen a horse about which Malvey and he had quarreled. Pete scowled. "I'm no low-down hoss-thief!" he flared. Boca smiled. "Now it is that I know you have killed a man!" Pete was surprised that the idea seemed to please her.
"That hoss-thief won't never dare to come after his saddle, and mebbe it'll bring me in a few dollars for tobacker. Farewell, and be sure and drop in as often as you come this way. Look out for yourself, you Louisanner feller."
"He will leave your girl alone, will he?" he said, with a sneer. "Say, d'you know what he was doin' around this house last night when he saw those hoss-thief guys, or shall I tell you?" "You'd better tell me," replied the rancher, coldly. "He was after your girl. Say, an' what's more, he saw her. An' what's still more, she's promised to be his wife. He told me." "What's that? Say it again."
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