Oh, You Tex!. William MacLeod Raine

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      "Why should I go? I'll see you at Tombstone first."

      "Why?" Jumbo's voice was no longer amiable and ingratiating. "Because you gave Tony a raw deal, an' he's got friends here. Have you?"

      Wadley looked round and saw here and there Mexican faces filled with sullen resentment. It came to him swiftly that this was no place for his father's son to linger.

      "I don't push my society on any one," he said haughtily. "If I ain't welcome, I'll go. But I serve notice right here that any one who tries to pull a knife on me will get cold lead next time."

      Jumbo, with his arm tucked under that of Wadley, led the way to the house. He untied the rein of Rutherford's horse and handed it to the son of his boss.

      "Vamos!" he said.

      The young man pulled himself to the saddle. "You're a hell of a friend," he snarled.

      "Who said anything about bein' a friend? I'm particular about when I use that word," replied Wilkins evenly, with hard eyes.

      Wadley's quirt burned the flank of the cow-pony and it leaped for the road.

      When five minutes later some one inquired for Tony he too had disappeared.