What they want to try an' hang on for, beats me.

Why, it's like setting into a poker game with a five-cent piece! They ain't got my sympathy.

I ain't got any use for a damn fool, no way yuh look at it." "Well, there's the TJ--they been here a long while, and they ain't packin' any lead, and they ain't getting out." "Well, say, lemme tell yuh something.

The TJ'll git theirs and git it right.

Drink all night, would yuh ?" He swore long and fluently at his horse, spurred him through the shallows, and the two rode on up the hill, their voices still mingled in desultory argument, with now and then an oath rising clearly above the jumble of words.
They may have been law-abiding citizens riding home to families that were waiting supper for them, but Lorraine crept out from behind her sagebush, sneezing and thanking her imitation of the jack rabbits.
Whoever they were, she was not sorry she had let them ride on.