What do you mean ?' "'I reckon you know what Jack Blome means.' "'Jack Blome! That name means nothin' to me.

Blome, you've been braggin' around that you'd meet me--kill me! You thought you meant it, didn't you ?' "'Yes--I did mean it.' "'All right.

Go ahead!' "The barroom became perfectly still, except for the slow breaths I heard.

There wasn't any movement anywhere.

That queer gray came to Blome's face again.