Cash stumbled and lost ten seconds or so, picking himself up.

Behind him Bud heard Cash panting, "Now, Bud, don't go and make--a dang fool--" Bud snorted contemptuously and leaped the dirt pile, landing close to Marie, who was just then raising herself dizzily to an elbow.
"Now, Bud," Cash called tardily when he had caught up with him, "you leave that girl alone! Don't you lay a finger on her! That's my--" Bud lifted his lips away from Marie's and spoke over his shoulder, his arms tightening in their hold upon Marie's trembling, yielding body.
"Shut up, Cash.

She's my wife--now where do you get off at ?" (That, o course, lacked a little of being the exact truth.

Lacked a few hours, in fact, because they did not reach Alpine and the railroad until that afternoon, and were not remarried until seven o'clock that evening.) "No, no, no!" cried Lovin Child from a safe distance.

"Tell a worl' no, no!" "I'll tell the world yes, yes!" Bud retorted ecstatically, lifting his face again.