Y'u could shore heah the hate they hed fer each other." Blue had become a little husky.

His speech had grown gradually to denote his feeling.

Underneath his serenity there was a different order of man.
"I reckon both your dad an' Jorth went fer their guns at the same time--an even break.

But jest as they drew, some one shot a rifle from the store.

Must hev been a forty-five seventy.