Luke's dead, now--died five years ago.

Luke was a wolf, ma'am, with a gun.

He could shoot the buttons off your coat with his eyes shut.

An' he was so allfired fast with his gun that he'd make a streak of lightnin' look like it was loafin'.

Luke had a heap of man in him, ma'am, an' Kane is just as much of a man as his dad was, I reckon.