“I was just wondering.”
“Can you shoot?” she asked.
“Yea-a-a-ah, sure,” solemnly. Then he laughed outright. “I almost killed the sheriff and a prominent attorney, I believe. It—it went off when I wasn’t looking, you see.”
“I heard about it.”
They both laughed.
“Why not walk to the AK?” asked Marion. “It’s a lot nearer than the Double Bar 8. We—I could get a horse there.”
Jimmy shook his head quickly.
“Everybody is away, and the only horse there is one they call Cowcatcher.”
“Cowcatcher!” exclaimed Marion. “I’m sure I don’t want to ride him.”
“You couldn’t, anyway. I rode him today, and he ran rather wild, it seems. We knocked the horses from under the sheriff and the deputy, and ran into the corral fence, where Cowcatcher hurt his shoulder.”