human
There, Pepper Girl--reckon you'll be right snug; but don't you go an' butt it out to see what's goin' on outside. I'm glad this ain't no common shed. Four walls are a heap better than three today.
gpt
That you, Nelson? came a voice from the door. Idaho slid in, closed the door behind him with a bang, and dropped his gun into the holster.
human
This is shore a reg'lar storm; an' that's shore a reg'lar hoss!
gpt
Look out! warned Johnny.
human
She's likely to brain a stranger. Trained her that way. She'll mebby kill anybody that comes in here; but not hardly while I'm around, I reckon. Teeth an' hoofs--she's a bad one if she don't know you. That's why I try to get her a stable of her own. What was you doin' with th' six-gun?
gpt
Keepin' th' sand out of it, lied Idaho.
human
Thief-proof, huh? he chuckled.
gpt
I'm sayin' it's a good thing. Ever been tried?
human
Twice, answered Johnny.
gpt
She killed th' first one. He lowered his voice.
human
I'm figgerin' Corwin knows about that little fracas of th' other night. Did you tell anybody?
gpt
Not a word. What about yore outfit?
human
Tight as fresh-water clams, an', besides, they didn't have no chance to. They even left without their breakfast. But I'm dead shore he knows. How did he find it out?
gpt
Looks like you might be right, after all, admitted Idaho.
human
I kept a lookout that mornin', like I told you, an' th' news of yore outfit leavin' was shore carried, which means that somebody in Kane's gang was plumb interested. How much do you think Corwin knows about it?
gpt
Don't know; but not as much now as he did before he saw me this mornin', answered Johnny.
human
When he sized me up, his eyes gave him away--just a little flash. But now he may be wonderin' who th' devil it was that got clubbed that night. An' he showed more signs when he saw my money. Say: How much does Ed know?
gpt
Not a thing, answered Idaho.
human
He's one of my best friends, an' none of my best friends ask me questions when I tell 'em not to. An' now I'm glad I told him not to, because, of course, you don't know anythin' about him. No, sir, he emphatically declared;
gpt
I don't know, admitted Johnny.
human
I got to wrastle that out; but I _do_ know that I ain't goin' out of th' hotel today. It looks like Californy Jack for us till this blows over. Yore cayuse fixed all right?
gpt
Shore; good as I can. Come on, if yo're ready.
human
Hadn't you better carry yore gun in yore hand, so th' sand won't get in it?
gpt
Come on--I'm startin',