Until the cup of vengeance is full.

Heaven will surely spare me.

But I must go.

I have no time to spare." The young Texan glanced at the chambers of a handsome six-shooter which he carried, to see if it was ready for use, replaced it in his belt, and then, with a cheerful smile, left the room and house.
Hastening to the stable, he selected a saddle, lengthened the stirrups to suit himself, took a stout bridle from among a lot hanging in the store-room, and accompanied by the stable-keeper, approached the newly purchased Black Hawk horse.
"I may as well have him ready," he said; "for if Wild Bill is to be here at sunset, that time is close at hand.

You say the horse has not been ridden ?" "No," said the stable-keeper.