And Sundown departed to feed his pigs.
CHAPTER XXIX
A MAN'S COUNTRY
"As for that," said John Corliss, gazing out across the mesa, "Loring and I shook hands—over the line fence. That's settled."
Sundown had just dismounted. He stood holding the reins of his old saddle-horse "Pill." He had ridden to the Concho to get his monthly pay. "And pore leetle ole Fernando—he's gone," said Sundown. "That's jest the difference between one fella doin' what he thinks is right and a bunch of fellas shootin' up themselves. The one fella gets it every time. The bunch, bein' so many of 'em, gets off. Mebby that's law, but it ain't fair."
"There's a difference, Sun. A fight in the open and downing a man from ambush—two mighty different things."
"Well, mebby. But I'm feelin' sad for that leetle Fernando jest the same.—That Billy's new house?"
"Yes. They expect to get settled this month."
"Gee Gosh! I been so busy I missed a bunch of days. Reckon I got to rustle up somethin' for a weddin' present. I know, be Gosh! I'll send 'em me picture. Billy was kind of stuck on it."