"I wouldn't 'a' lived a minute, huh?" was his comment. "I didn't see anybody round there fit and able to put in a period."
"It wasn't anybody you could see. Don't you remember what I said about a knife in the night, or a shot in the dark? Man, do you have to be killed before you're convinced?"
"Well—uh—I—"
"Whadda you guess I was standin' alongside of you for while you was talkin' to that other feller, huh? Tryin' to listen to what you was sayin'? Think so, huh?"
"You shore had yore nerve," he said, admiringly—and helplessly.
"Nerve nothin'!" she denied. "He wouldn't shoot through me. I know that well enough."
"Why wouldn't he? And how do you know?"
"Because, and I do. That's enough."
"Which particular one is he?"
"I ain't sayin'."