[Arizona Nights by Stewart Edward White]@TWC D-Link bookArizona Nights CHAPTER FOUR 14/32
A yearlin' carcass, half-skinned, lay near, and the fry-pan was, full of meat. "Howdy, strangers," says I, ridin' up. They nodded a little, but didn't say nothin'.
My hosses fell to grazin', and I eased myself around in my saddle, and made a cigareet. The men was tall, lank fellows, with kind of sullen faces, and sly, shifty eyes; the woman was dirty and generally mussed up.
I knowed that sort all right.
Texas was gettin' too many fences for them. "Havin' supper ?" says I, cheerful. One of 'em grunted "Yes" at me; and, after a while, the biggest asked me very grudgin' if I wouldn't light and eat, I told them "No," that I was travellin' in the cool of the evenin'. "You seem to have more meat than you need, though," says I.
"I could use a little of that." "Help yourself," says they.
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