Not more than three--or four.

If your ranch is far--" "Twenty miles." "About two, then," suggested Dade.

"You wouldn't feel satisfied to know that it was here an' you left it." "Well, then, get a move on you," growled Calumet.

He followed Dade into the Red Dog.
It was quiet in the barroom.

Three men sat at a table near the center of the room, laughing and talking.