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e you call around--about one o'clock, say--and kick me good and hard." "Let him keep his gun. He called me a young fellow. And I don't want Breslin's, anyway. He's all right. Not to play any favorites, let Anastacio keep his. There are times," said Pringle, "when I have great hopes of Anastacio. I'm thinking some of taking him in hand to see if I can't make a man of him." "Ananias the Amateur," said Anastacio, "I thank you for those kind words. And I'd like to see you Saturday about two--when you get through with Nueces. I'm next on the waiting list. This will be a lesson to me never to let my opinion of a man be changed by anything he may do." "If you fellows feel that way," said Foy, "how about me? How do you suppose I feel? This man has risked his life fifty times for me--and what did I think of him?" "If you ask me, Christopher," said Anastacio, "I think you were quite excusable. It was all very well to dissemble his love--but I should feel doubtful of any man that handed me such a wallop as that until the matter had been fully explained." "What I want to know, Pringle, is, how the deuce you got up here so slick?" said Nueces. "Oh, that's easy! I can run a mile in nothing flat." "Oh--that's it? You hid in the water pen?" "Under the troughs. Bright idea of yours, them fires! I knew just where not to go. After you left I hooked a horse. If you'd had sense enough to go with the sheriff and eat your supper like a human being I'd 'a' hooked two horses, and Chris and me would now be getting farther and farther. I don't want you ever to do that again. Suppose Chris had killed me when I tried to knock him out? Fine large name I would 'a' left for myself, wouldn't I?" "If you had fought it out with us," said Breslin musingly, "you would have been killed--both of you; and you would have killed others. Mr. Pringle, you have done a fine thing. I apologize to you." "Why, that all goes without saying, my boy. As for my part--why, I don't bother much about a blue tin heaven or a comic-supplement hell, but I'm right smart interested in right here and now. It's a right nice little old world, take it by and large, and I like to help out at whatever comes my way, if it takes fourteen innings. But, so long as you feel that way about it, maybe you'll believe me now, when I say that Christopher Foy was with me all last night and he didn't shoot Dick Marr." "That's right," said Foy. "I don't know who killed Dick
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