They've taken th' pot so many times that they reckons they owns it, an' we've got to at least make a bluff at drawin' cards.
Mebby they're at th' bottom of th' Pecos," here he smiled faintly, "but wherever they are, we've got to find them.

I want to holler 'Keno." "If you finds where they hangs out come away instanter," here his face hardened and his eyes narrowed, "for it'll take more than yu three to deal with them th' way I'm a-hankerin' for.

Come right back to th' Double Arrow, send me word by one of their punchers an' get all the rest you can afore I gets there.

It'll take me a day to get th' men together an' to reach yu.

I'm goin' to use smoke signals to call th' other ranches, so there won't be no time lost.