We want 'em, and I guess that pretty near settles it." "Not by a damn sight it don't! I've never had a man took away from me yet, boys, and I've been your sheriff a good many years.

You hike right back to camp; yuh can't have 'em." Thurston could scarcely realize the deadliness of their purpose.

He knew them for kind-hearted, laughter-loving young fellows, who would give their last dollar to a friend.

He could not believe that they would resort to violence now.

Besides, this was not his idea of a mob; he had fancied they would howl threats and wave bludgeons, as they did in stories.