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Black Jack by Max Brand
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"The men who enforce the law are," said Vance.

The sheriff absorbed this patent compliment with the blank eye of
satisfaction and rubbed his chin.

"But they's been some talk of rustling, pretty recent. I'm waiting for it
to grow and get ripe. Then I'll bust it."

He made an eloquent gesture which Vance followed. He was distinctly
pleased with the sheriff. For Minter was wonderfully preserved. His face
seemed five years younger than his age. His body seemed even younger--
round, smooth, powerful muscles padding his shoulders and stirring down
the length of his big arms. And his hands had that peculiar light
restlessness of touch which Vance remembered to have seen--in the hands
of Terence Colby, alias Hollis!

"And how's things up your way?" continued the sheriff.

"Booming. By the way, how long is it since you've seen the ranch?"

"Never been there. Bear Creek Valley has always been a quiet place since
the Cornishes moved in; and they ain't been any call for a gent in my
line of business up that way."

He grinned with satisfaction, and Vance nodded.

"If times are dull, why not drop over? We're having a celebration there
in five days. Come and look us over."

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