Besides, if he
sees me--"
"He's coming here, but he's not going to see either of us--my mind is
made up--neither of us until I have him helpless."
CHAPTER XXIII
THE COMEDY SETTING
"Dead, you mean," broke in Nash, "because otherwise he'll never be
helpless."
"I tell you, Nash," said the other solemnly, "I can make him helpless
with one minute of talk. My problem is to keep that wild devil harmless
while he listens to me talk. Another thing--if he ever sees me, nothing
_but_ death will stop him from coming at my throat."
"Speakin' personal," said the other coldly, "I never take no chances on
fellers that might come at my throat."
"I know; you're for the quick draw and the quick finish. But I'd rather
die myself than have a hair of his head hurt. I mean that!"
Nash, his thoughts spinning, stood staring blankly.
"I give up tryin' to figure it out; but if he's comin' here and you want
to keep him safe I'd better take a fresh hoss and get twenty miles away
before night."
"You'll do nothing of the kind; you'll stay here with me.
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