"Yas, an' why ?" He asked, and then replied to his own question.

"Because yu sat up in a barn behind them, Buck played his gun on th' side window, Pete an' Skinny lay behind a rock to one side of Buck, me an' Lanky was across th' Street in front of them, an' Billy an' Johnny was in th' arroyo on th' other side.

Cowan laid on his stummick on th' roof of his place with a buffalo gun, an' the whole blamed town was agin them.

There wasn't five seconds passed that lead wasn't rippin' through th' walls of their shack.

Th' Houston House wasn't made for no fort, an' besides, they wasn't like th' gang that's punchin' now.