He'll take you back." Morgan laughed.
"Say, kid, I'd take a chance with Satan, but there ain't any hospital for fools handy." "Go ahead.

He won't stir a foot.

Steady, Satan!" "All right," said Morgan, "every step is sure like pullin' teeth!" He ventured closer to the black stallion, but was stopped short.

Black Bart was suddenly changed to a green-eyed devil, his hair bristling around his shoulders, his teeth bared, and a snarl that came from the heart of a killer.

Satan also greeted his proposed rider with ears laid flat back on his neck and a quivering anger.
"If I'm goin' to ride Satan," declared Morgan, "I got to shoot the dog first and then blindfold the hoss." "No you don't," said Dan.