"Yes, I accuse you.

Thief, rustler!...

And for all I know your precious Hell-Bent Wade may be--" He was interrupted by Burley's quick and authoritative interference.
"Hyar, young man, I'm allowin' for your natural feelin's," he said, dryly, "but I advise you to bite your tongue.

I ain't acquainted with Mister Moore, but I happen to know Wade.

Do you savvy ?...