I'd give something just now for a fellow I had down at Dodge--he was a man.

Never had to tell him when to go in; good judgment too; wasn't out hunting for trouble, but always ready enough to take his share.

Old soldier in our army, Captain I heard, though he never talked much about himself; maybe you knew him--Jack Keith." "Well, I reckon," in quick surprise, "and what's more to the point, he's here--slept in my room last night." "Keith here?
In Sheridan?
And hasn't even hunted me up yet?
That's like him, all right, but I honestly want to see the boy.

Here's your hotel.
Shall you need me any longer ?" "Better step in with us, Bill," the doctor advised, "your moral influence might aid in procuring the lady a decent room." "I reckon it might." They passed together up the three rickety steps leading into the front hall, which latter opened directly into the cramped office; to the left was the wide-open barroom, clamorous and throbbing with life.

A narrow bench stood against the wall, with a couple of half drunken men lounging upon it.