A Texas Ranger by William MacLeod Raine
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little thoroughbred."
The Texan looked at him a moment, then stared out of the window. "We won't quarrel about that any, Alec. I'll indorse those sentiments, and then some, even if she did call me a snake in the grass." CHAPTER XII THE DANCE The day after Fraser changed his quarters, Dick France rode up to the Howard ranch. Without alighting, he nodded casually to Alec, and then to his guest. "Hello, Steve! How's the shoulder?" "Fine and dandy." "You moved, I see." The puncher grinned. "If you see it for yourself, I'll not attempt to deny it." "Being stood in the corner some more, looks like! Little Willie been telling some more lies?" "Come in, Dick, and I'll put you wise." Steve went over the story again. When he mentioned the Squaw Creek raid, he observed that his two friends looked quickly at each other |
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