If your hoss can throw me the deal's off.

Eh ?" "Oh, yes," nodded the brown-eyed man.
"What's the idea ?" asked one of Jerry's followers as the latter stepped through the doors of the saloon onto the street.
"I dunno," said Jerry.

"That gent looks kind of simple; but it ain't my fault if he made a rotten bargain.

Here, you!" And he seized the bridle-reins of the black stallion.

Speed, lightning speed, was what saved him, for the instant his fingers touched the leather Satan twisted his head and snapped like an angry dog.