"Drop your guns; it's all right.

This is my game, and I intend to play it out alone." Farnham laughed, the quick reaction possibly affecting even his iron nerves.

Winston whirled and fronted him, the gray eyes blazing.
"Damn you, you sneaking, sneering brute!" he burst forth.

"You thief, you woman-beater, you unspeakable cur! I surrender to the sheriff of Gulpin County, not to you.

I 've got the evidence to send you to the penitentiary, and I 'll do it, even though I stand myself in the shadow of death while I bear witness to your infamy.