Maybe you remember Dan found his 'dog' lyin' in a gully with a bullet through his shoulder.

If he was a dog how'd he come to be shot--" "Some brute of a sheep herder may have done it.

What could it prove ?" "It only proves that Dan is queer--powerful queer! Satan an' Black Bart are still as wild as they ever was, except that they got one master.

An' they ain't got a thing to do with other people.

Black Bart'd tear the heart out of a man that so much as patted his head." "Why," she cried, "he'll let me do anything with him!" "Humph!" said Cumberland, a little baffled; "maybe that's because Dan is kind of fond of you, gal, an' he has sort of introduced you to his pets, damn 'em! That's just the pint! How is he able to make his man-killers act sweet with you an' play the devil with everybody else." "It wasn't Dan at all!" she said stoutly, "and he _isn't_ queer.