I hope somebody appreciates it." She chuckled.

"Ain't been sick, have you ?" "Say, who d'you think's in town?
Sheriff Glass!" This information sank in on him while he tugged at a boot at least a size and half too small.
"Pete Glass!" he echoed.

Then: "Who's he after ?" "I dunno.

Vic, he don't look like such a bad one." "He's plenty bad enough," Gregg assured her.

"Ah-h-h!" His foot ground into place, torturing his toes.
'"Well," considered Mrs.Pym, in a philosophic rumble, "I s'pose them quiet gents is the dangerous ones, mostly; but looking at Glass you wouldn't think he'd ever killed all those men.