I must take in a little benzine to wash the car-dust out of my throat." Bill pointed to a saloon near at hand, and the two old scouts and companions moved toward it.
As they did so, a young man, roughly dressed, with a face fair and smooth, though shadowed as if by exposure to sun and and wind, stepped from behind a shade tree, where he had stood while these two talked, listening with breathless interest to every word.

His hair, a deep, rich auburn, hung in curling masses clear to his shoulders, and his blue eyes seemed to burn with almost feverish fire as he gazed in the direction the scouts had taken.
"So! He remembers Abilene, does he ?" And the tone of the young man was low and fierce us an angered serpent's hiss.
"And he thinks his time is near.

So do I.But he shall not die in a second, as his victim did, I would prolong his agonies for years, if every hour was like a living death; a speechless misery.

Let him go with Sam Chichester and his crowd.

The avenger will be close at hand! His Truth-Teller will lie when he most depends on it.