I know to an inch just where it will land--oh, damn the luck--It was some of those fellows camped by the orchard, and when I find out which--" "Keep your head on, anyway," advised Dade more equably.

"Your nerves must be pretty well frazzled.

If you let a little thing like this upset you, how do you expect--" "It ain't a little thing!" gritted Jack, loading his pistols hurriedly.
"That six-strand riata has got a different feel, a different weight--oh, you know it's going to make all the difference in the world when I get out there with Jose.

Whoever took it knew what it meant, all right! Some one--" "Where's Surry ?" A sudden fear sent Dade hurrying to the door.

"By the Lord Harry, if they've hurt Surry--" He jerked the door open and went out, Jack hard upon his heels.
"I didn't think of that," Jack confessed on the way to the stable, and got a look of intense disgust from Dade, which he mitigated somewhat by his next remark.