Arizona Round-Up — page 44: what you’re looking at

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AY WILLIAM HOPSON the way, along with the tinhorns, and wreck her business. We've got to make a decision, Harlan. We have six hours in which to do it. 'm waiting for suggestions.” “T'll go talk to Tex and ask him to change his mind,” Harlan Pearson replied. “He's a pretty fair man.” “And if he doesn’t?” “Then ...a shot in the dark within the next few hours. Before daybreak.” “That will still leave Bailey and Lily Owens’ orders to him,” the gambler reminded him. “Yes, I was thinking of that. Come on; let's go downstairs and I'll go to the Pheasant. Alone.” _ And while they talked there were other men in a huddle in a big tent saloon up at the north end of the gulch. Deacon Sellers, Three-Finger Charley, Tommy Ace-in-the-Hole, Frenchy, Big Thumb Barton, Black Jack, and Wild Cat Cresty. The Wild Cat was taking little part in the discussion. He sat with chair tipped back against a railing running around the in- side of the tent’s walls, humming under his breath. And when the Wild Cat hummed that meant trouble for somebody. He’d found a toad some place—a great big fat fellow—and the toad was squirming, concealed in one paw, while the Wild Cat eyed first the Deacon and then the others. Ele was wondering which one would jump the highest if that toad somehow got down the back of his shirt. “She’s been a pretty big night, I think,” Frenchy said. “Fair,” grunted Deacon Sellers. “I won ’t know until I make a fina] check with all the houses in town.” “He's such a trustin’ feller,” the Wild Cat commented, and eyed the back of the Deacon’s collar again. The Deacon shot him a surly look. “T trust you just about as far as youd trust me, Cresty. That’s about one hundredth of an inch.- But nobody’s got any complaints so far. Our big problem tight now is Burnett.” ““Ourn, he says,” jeered the Wild Cat. “He runs the bunch of us under Lily Owens’ orders, but when it comes to somethin’ unpleasant it’s all of us. But go on, podnuh; I’m a-listenin’.” “Tex won't come in with us. That means he’s got to go. I told comicbooks.com