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Raine, William MacLeod, 1871-1954

"Wyoming, Story of Outdoor West"

That would ce'tainly put us in the wrong."
"Now y'u're shouting. If we're honest men why don't we surrender
peaceable? That's the play the 'king' is going to make in this
town. Now if we should spoil a posse and bump off one or two of
them, we couldn't pile up evidence enough to get a jury to
acquit. No, sir! We can't surrender and we can't fight.
Consequence is, we got to roll our tails immediate."
"We have an appointment with Miss Messiter and Nora for to-morrow
morning. We'll have to leave word we can't keep it."
"Sure. Denver and Missou are playing the wheel down at the Silver
Dollar. I reckon we better make those boys jump and run errands
for us while we lie low. I'll drop in casual and give them the
word. Meet y'u here in ten minutes. Whatever y'u do, keep that
mask on your face."
"Better meet farther from the scene of trouble. Suppose we say
the north gate of the grand stand?"
"Good enough. So-long."
The first faint streaks of day were beginning to show on the
horizon when Bannister reached the grand stand. He knew that
inside of another half-hour the little frontier town would be
blinking in the early morning sunlight that falls so brilliantly
through the limpid atmosphere.


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