I dunno.

Maybe you ain't bright, but you're mighty different!" He paused and rubbed his forehead.

"Son, I've seen pretty good men in my day, but I ain't never seen one that I cotton to like I do to you.
You've saved my life.

How can you figure on me going out and taking yours, now ?" "You ain't going to, maybe," said Bull calmly.

"Maybe I'll get to you." "Son," answered the other almost sadly, shaking his head, "when I'm right, with a good, steady nerve, they ain't any man in the world that can sling a gun with me.