38/48 It's a new one on me, an' I've seen some ridin' an' rustlin'. It jest takes one of them God-fearin' Mormons to think of devilish tricks." "Lassiter, might not this trick be done by Oldring's men ?" asked Jane, ever grasping at straws. He don't skulk behind ridges to scatter your cattle to the four winds. He rides down on you, an' if you don't like it you can throw a gun." Jane bit her tongue to refrain from championing men who at the very moment were proving to her that they were little and mean compared even with rustlers. |