Looking at Williams, I saw he was white and trembling.

Big drops of sweat stood out on his brow his teeth chattered, and his hands shook.

He had forgotten he carried a rifle." "That reminds me," said Frank.

"They tell a story over at Kanab on a Dutchman named Schmitt.

He was very fond of huntin', an' I guess had pretty good success after deer an' small game.