He drained his glass at a gulp.
"I dunno; what d'you think, Murphy ?" "You heard him talk, Glendin.

You ought to know what's best." "Let's hear you say it." "I'd climb the best hoss I owned and start west, and when I come to the sea I'd take a ship and keep right on goin' till I got halfway around the world.

And then I'd climb a mountain and hire a couple of dead-shots for guards and have my first night's sleep.

After that I'd begin thinkin' of what I could do to get away from Drew." "Murphy," said the other, "maybe that line of talk would sound sort of exaggerated to some, but I ain't one of them.

You've got a wooden leg, but your brain's sound.