That's your name, huh?
Live hereabouts-- ?" The owner of the name did not answer.

The thought suddenly had come to him that once out of the village, that plate must be removed and tossed to the bottom of the nearest stream.

His mission, for a time at least, would require secrecy.

But the villager had repeated his question: "Don't belong around here ?" "I?
No, I'm--" then he hesitated.
"Thought maybe you did.

Seein' you've got a Colorado license on." Houston parried, with a smile.
"Well, this isn't all of Colorado, you know." "Guess that's right.