And the sheriff, natural enough, he don't want nothing of the kind." "That's it," said Anastacio, amusement in his eyes.

"I knew you were a good gunman, Nueces, but I never suspected you of brains before." "What's the matter with that guess ?" said Nueces sulkily.

"Kid, you're always ridin' me.

Don't you try to use any spurs!" "I'm in on that," said Pringle, rising brightly.

"That's my happy chance to join in this lovin' conversation.