“Did you see him in here?”
“Uh-huh. He was laying for us.”
“Pshaw!”
Magpie takes his gun out and looks it over, sad-like. He stares at the door for a minute, and then—
“What’s the notice on the door?”
He walks over and looks. Somebody has printed a notice and pinned it on that busted door, and she reads like this—
THIS PAPER HAS QUIT FOR KEEPS
I went back and got that can of ink, and a stick, and I signs it—
TOMBSTONE TODD
“What for, Ike?” asks Magpie. “What did he have to do with it?”