"I'm acting for Benham and Co., of San Francisco, who have bought the Spanish title to part of this property.

I"-- "Stop there!" said McKinstry, in a voice dull but distinct.

He took his hat from his pocket, put it on, walked to the corner and took up his gun, looked at Stacey for the first time with narcotic eyes that seemed to drowsily absorb his slight figure, then put the gun back half contemptuously, and with a wave of his hand towards the door, said: "We'll settle this yer outside.

Cress, you stop in here.

There's man's talk goin' on." "But, Paw," said Cressy, laying her hand languidly on her father's sleeve without the least change of color or amused expression.