G'wan! Tell me some more about what Nash said." "Why, he didn't say much.

Hinted around that maybe Bard had walked off with the piebald hoss he was ridin'." "That's a lie." "Lady," said the other a little coldly, "you say that like you was a friend of Bard's." "Me?
There ain't nobody around these parts man enough to say to my face that I'm a friend of that tenderfoot." "I'm glad of that.

My name's Ralph Boardman." "I'm Sally Fortune." "Sure; I've heard of you--a lot.

Say, you couldn't tip me off where I could hit the trail of Bard ?" "Dunno.

Wait; lemme see." She studied, with closed eyes.