He shot me up four times in that scene! Twice he held the gun so close my scalp's all powder-marked, and by rights he should have blowed the top of my head plumb into the street.

He gets so taken up with this slaughter-house business that he'll wind up by shooting himself a few times if you don't watch him." "One thing," Weary put in mildly, "I want to speak about, Luck.

We need more blood for those murders.

I didn't have half enough for all the mortal wounds Bud gave me.

By rights that saloon should be plumb reeking with gore when we're all killed off--the way Bud flies at it with those two six-shooters.