So I reckon.

An' they'll be lookin' thet way.
I'll run in--yell--an' throw my guns on Jorth." "Humph! Is that all ?" ejaculated Blaisdell.
"I reckon thet's all an' I'm figgerin' it's a hell of a lot," responded Blue, dryly.

"Thet's what Jorth will think." "Where do we come in ?" "Wal, y'u all can back me up," replied Blue, dubiously.

"Y'u see, my plan goes as far as killin' Jorth--an' mebbe his brothers.

Mebbe I'll get a crack at Queen.