I'll shore never tell anyone else but you.

An' you must promise to keep my secret now an' after I am gone." "I promise," said Jean.
"Wal, an' now to get it out," began his father, breathing hard.

His face twitched and his hands clenched.

"The sheepman heah I have to reckon with is Lee Jorth, a lifelong enemy of mine.

We were born in the same town, played together as children, an' fought with each other as boys.