"
"An' now you're goin' to lay down on me?"
Another pause.
"People are gettin' pretty excited nowadays," went on Silent
carelessly. "Maybe they'd get a lot more excited if they was to know
jest how much I've paid you, Gus."
The sheriff struck his forehead with a pudgy hand.
"When a man's sold his soul to the devil they ain't no way of buyin'
it back."
"When you're all waked up," said Silent soothingly, "they ain't no
more reasonable man than you, Gus. But sometimes you get to seein'
things cross-eyed. Here's my game. What do you think they'd do in
Elkhead if a letter came for Dan Barry along about now?"
"The boys must be pretty hot," said the sheriff. "I suppose the
letter'd be opened."
"It would," said the outlaw. "You're sure a clever feller, Gus. You
c'n see a white hoss in the sunlight. Now what d'you suppose they'd
think if they opened a letter addressed to Dan Barry and read
something like this:
"'Dear Dan: You made great play for L.H. None of us is going to
forget it. Maybe the thing for you to do is to lay low for a while.
Then join us any time you want to. We all think nobody could of worked
that stunt any smoother than you done.
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