"Say, Sol, I hear there's a gent in town looking for me bad." "Reckon there is, Buck," replied White.

"He came in heah aboot an hour ago.

Shore he was some riled an' a-roarin' for gore.

Told me confidential a certain party had given you a white silk scarf, an' he was hell-bent on wearin' it home spotted red." "Anybody with him ?" queried Duane.
"Burt an' Sam Outcalt an' a little cowpuncher I never seen before.
They-all was coaxin' trim to leave town.

But he's looked on the flowin' glass, Buck, an' he's heah for keeps." "Why doesn't Sheriff Oaks lock him up if he's that bad ?" "Oaks went away with the rangers.