I've a notion to chase 'em in.

The river won't be any lower to-morrow." "But you may be a few horses ahead." Stevens bit off a chunk of tobacco and sat down.

For a few moments he looked at the muddy flood with an ugly eye.

Then he chuckled, and grinned.
"Came through the camp half an hour ago," he said.

"Hear you cleaned up on Bill Quade." "A bit," said Aldous.
Stevens rolled his quid and spat into the water slushing at his feet.
"Guess I saw the woman when she got off the train," he went on.