"Williams has had his warning; I give you yours.

I hold you responsible for every shot fired at my men.
If one of my men is shot I'll kill you and Williams at sight.

Good-day." "What'll _we_ do ?" called one of the cowboys.
Delmar turned, and his eyes took on a wild glare.
"I'll send you to hell so quick you won't be able to open your mouth.
Throw up your hands!" The man's hands went up.

"Why, I'd ear-mark ye and slit each nostril for a leather button----" Conrad strove for peace.

"Be easy on him, Delmar; he's a crazy fool, anyway; he don't know you." "He will after this," said Delmar.