"Thet vigilante bunch hev taken to bein' bodyguard for Tull an' Dyer, too." "Hasn't Lassiter made a break yet ?" inquired Venters, curiously.
"Naw!" replied Judkins, scornfully.

"Jane turned his head.

He's mad in love over her--follers her like a dog.

He ain't no more Lassiter! He's lost his nerve, he doesn't look like the same feller.

It's village talk.
Everybody knows it.