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"I tell you I ain't going to hurt you. Soon as I stepped out of

the house I seen your horse. All I had to do was to say so, and

they would have had you slick."

"What did you get your gun for, then?"

"I ain't taking any chances till folks' intentions has been

declared. You might have let drive at me before I got a show to

talk to you."

"All right. I'll trust you." Fraser dropped his revolver, and the

other came across to him.

"Up in this country we ain't in mourning for Billy Faulkner. Old

man Dillon told me what you done for him. I reckon we can find

cover for you till things quiet down. My name is Speed."

"Call me Fraser."

"Glad to meet you, Mr. Fraser. I reckon we better move you back

into the timber a bit. Deputy sheriffs are some thick around here

right now. If you have to lie hid up in this country for a spell,

we'll make an arrangement to have you taken care of."