“I’m not done yet,” scowled Benner.
“You take my advice and throw up your hands.”
“Not till I’m even with Perry and Buffalo Bill,” was the snarling response.
“Count me out of your schemes, then, from now on. I tell you I’ve had enough.”
“Be hanged to you for a coward!” cried Benner. “Come on, you boys that go with me.”
The Benner forces separated from the Phelps outfit, each detachment of cowboys going their different ways.
“That fool’s going to get himself into more trouble, Mac,” remarked Phelps to McDermott, one of his foremen.
“That’s nothing to you, Hank,” replied the foreman.
“Nothing to me, no. I’ve come out of this business a heap better than I deserve. And I reckon I know how to let well enough alone.”