He was at a loss for a quick reply.
Steele shook a long arm at the mayor.
"I need your help.

You refuse.

Now, I'll work alone.

This man Snell goes to Del Rio in irons." George Wright rushed up to the table.

The blood showed black and thick in his face; his utterance was incoherent, his uncontrollable outbreak of temper seemed out of all proportion to any cause he should reasonably have had for anger.
Sampson shoved him back with a curse and warning glare.
"Where's your warrant to arrest Snell ?" shouted Sampson.