"He was blackguardin' her an' you made friends with him.

I'd have salivated him if I'd thought you wasn't goin' to.
I'm goin' back there now an'-- " Calumet stepped back a pace and cocked his six-shooter.

"I reckon I can't make you understand that it's my game," he said coldly.

"Walk backwards when you go in," he directed; "I don't want to plug you in the back." Dade started and looked intently at Calumet.

"You mean that it ain't ended between you an' him ?" he demanded.
"Some people would have tumbled to that long ago," jeered Calumet.
"But kids--kids take longer to _sabe_ a thing.