"By God, I never heard such yells! Whad 'd you do, Jean ?" "I knifed him.

You see, I'd planned to slip up on one after another.
An' I didn't want to make noise.

But I didn't get any farther than Greaves." "Wal, I reckon that 'll end their shootin' in the dark," muttered Gaston Isbel.

"We've got to be on the lookout for somethin' else--fire, most likely." The old rancher's surmise proved to be partially correct.

Jorth's faction ceased the shooting.