Porous relaxed and made a show of subduing his horse: "I reckon I ain't scared plumb to death.

Yu can deal me a hand," he asserted.
"I'll draw cards too," hastily announced Silent, buttoning his vest.
"Tell us about that jamboree over in th' Panhandle." Tex repeated the story as he had heard it from a bibulous member of the Barred Horseshoe, and then added a little of torture as a sauce to whet their appetites for revenge.
"How did Trendley cash in ?" Asked Porous.
"Nobody knows except that bum from th' Tin-Cup.

I'll get him later.

I'd a got Cassidy up in Santa Fe, too, if it wasn't for th' sun in my eyes.
Me an' Slim loosened up on him in th' Plaza, but we couldn't see nothing with him a-standin' against th' sun." "Where's Slim now ?" Asked Porous.

"I ain't seen him for some time." "Slim's with Trendley," replied Tex.