Under the bathrobe he was fully dressed.
"Thought your game was called, eh ?" grinned the cattleman.
"Sure.

I had a tidy little thing in black-jack running and was pulling in the iron boys, one after another.

Why didn't you tip me off?
You could have sat in with us." "Nope; I'm here on business." "Let's have it." He led the way into a back room and placed the lamp on a table littered with cards and a black bottle looming in the centre.
"Drink ?" "Nope.

I said I came on business." "What kind ?" "Bard." "I thought so." "I want a posse." "What's he done ?" "Killed Calamity Ben at Drew's place, started a fire that near burned the house, and lifted Duffy's hoss." Glendin whistled softly.
"Nice little start." "Sure, and it's just a beginnin' for this Bard." "I'll go out to Drew's place and see what he's done." "And then start after him with a gang ?" "Sure." "By that time he'll be a thousand miles away." "Well ?" "I'm running this little party.

Let me get a gang together.