Also, had Singleton been observant at this minute he must have seen a faint grin on Lawler's lips.
"Hell's fire!" snarled Singleton; "won't anything make you fight! There's that girl there--Ruth Hamlin.

You think she's got a right to be proud as she is.

Lawler, you don't know her; you don't know what's goin' on over there at the Two Bar--Hamlin's ranch.

This here school teachin' of hers is only a blind--a blind, I tell you! A blind for other things that her an'-- --" Ruth's sharp, protesting cry was drowned in a sodden swish as Lawler struck.

His fist had shot upward with the weight of his body behind it, landing fairly on the point of Singleton's chin, snapping his teeth shut with a clack.
Singleton's head went back, his body rose from the floor.