Where's Mrs.Bland ?" answered Euchre.
"She went over to Deger's.

There's somebody sick," replied the girl.
Euchre turned and whispered something about luck.

The snap of the outlaw's eyes was added significance to Duane.
"Jennie, come out or let us come in.

Here's the young man I was tellin' you about," Euchre said.
"Oh, I can't! I look so--so--" "Never mind how you look," interrupted the outlaw, in a whisper.

"It ain't no time to care fer thet.