You got on my trail when I was livin' peaceable." There was a tremendous beating on the outer door of the other room, but Barry went on: "You took a gent that was livin' straight and you made a sneak and a crook out of him and sent him to double-cross me.

You ain't worth livin'.

You've spent your life huntin' men, and now you're at the end of your trail.

Think it over.

You're ready to kill ag'in, but are you ready to die ?" The little dusty man grew dustier still.