“Not any!” Allen said positively. “Yuh know, kid, we figgered last night that we’d sorta drift down to Texas an’ square yuh so yuh could marry that gal of yours. Yuh got to remember that Uncle Sam don’t never forget, if yuh monkey with his mail. So yuh ain’t goin’!”
“You’re goin’!” Slivers argued.
Allen grinned.
“Hell! There ain’t nothin’ I could do now that would make it worse!” he explained cheerfully.
Slivers watched him ride down the slope toward the trail to Black Rock.
That morning Jack Allen tacked notices about the town. They read:
The following men will leave town before sunset.
There followed a list of ten names, and the first one was Jim-twin Allen.
Those who are still in town after sunset will be held for investigation and later extradited, if wanted elsewhere.