Burley's a pretty square fellar.

An' he's no fool." "It's as plain as your nose, Montana, an' thet's shore big enough," returned Lem, with a hard light in his eyes.

"Buster Jack's busted out, an' he's figgered Wils in some deal thet's rung in the sheriff.

Wal, I'll fetch Wils." And, growling to himself, the cowboy slouched off after his horse.
Wade got up, deliberate and thoughtful, and started away.
"Say, Bent, you're shore goin' to see what's up ?" asked Montana, in surprise.
"I'll be around, Jim," replied Wade, and he strolled off to be alone.

He wanted to think over this startling procedure of Jack Belllounds's.