I'll see how long that bum hangs around this here burg, I will." Red's eyes narrowed and his temper got the upper hand.

"He ain't no bum when yu gives him rotgut at a quarter of a dollar a glass, is he?
Any time that 'bum' gits razzled out for nothin' more'n this, why, I goes too; an' I ain't sayin' nothin' about goin' peaceable--like, neither." "I knowed somethin' like this 'ud happen," dolefully sang out Billy Williams, strong on the side of his pessimism.
"For th' Lord's sake, have you broke out ?" asked Red, disgustedly.

"I'm goin' to hit the trail--but just keep this afore yore mind: if By-and-by gits in any accidents or ain't in sight when I comes to town again, this here climate'll be a heep sight hotter'n it is now.

No hard feelings, sabe?
It's just a casual bit of advice.

Come on, fellows, let's amble--I'm hungry." As they raced across the plain toward the ranch a pair of beady eyes, snapping with a drunken rage, watched them from an arroyo; and when Cowan entered the saloon the next morning he could not find By-and-by's rifle, which he had placed behind the bar.