Dalton saw the game was up.
“This Agreement,” said Jim.
“This Agreement,” repeated Dalton sheepishly.
“Is a real, genuine Agreement.”
“Is a real, genuine Agreement,” continued the other.
“Between Jim Langford and me, and stands good.”
“Between Jim Langford and me, and stands good.”
“Sorry to disappoint you, boys!––but Dalton remembers now that he didn’t steal my horses,––he bought them.
“Now Rattler, darling!––Phil Ralston and I are taking up that Agreement and want possession of the ranch right away.”
Dalton licked his lips.