Too bad! Well, what next ?" Foy pondered a little.
"I guess I'll go up to the Bar Cross wagon, as I intended, till things simmer down.

The Las Uvas warriors seldom ever bother the Bar Cross Range.

My horse is hitched up the street.

How'd you like to go along with me, stranger?
You and me would make a fair-sized crowd." "I'd like it fine and dandy," said Pringle.

"But I got a little visit to make to-morrow.