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doc#142 | coat for his gun. </p><p> "Just come along", | Brannon | told him. "Don't start anything you can't |
doc#142 | his hand on his gun. </p><p> "Don't try it", | Brannon | told him, dismounting and starting up the |
doc#142 | Brannon, I warn you"! "Let's go, Marshal", | Brannon | said, and took him by the arm. </p><p> Hogan |
doc#142 | Clayton's house too much to come back to me", | Brannon | said flatly. "And the boy will be too much |
doc#142 | him". </p><p> "She won't change her mind", | Brannon | said. "John Clayton will see to that". </p> |
doc#142 | here in my pocket". </p><p> "Get it out", | Brannon | ordered. Then, as Macklin obeyed: "Now |
doc#142 | added, "So am I, Tom". </p><p> "All right", | Brannon | said, rising. "We'll ride out as soon as |
doc#142 | side of the street. They reined in there, | Brannon | remaining in the saddle while Hogan went |
doc#142 | bluff failed and they ran into trouble, | Brannon | had told the others, they would withdraw |
doc#142 | arms. He looked at each of them in turn, | Brannon | last of all. </p><p> "I'll remember you", |
doc#142 | said. "Every last one of you. As for you, | Brannon | " -- </p><p> "Put your gun on the desk, Marshal |
doc#142 | said. "What for"? </p><p> "Can't you guess"? | Brannon | said. "We're putting you where you won't |
doc#142 | should withdraw my advice -- no"? </p><p> | Brannon | looked at Hank Maguire. "And you? What |
doc#142 | the one, you'd better take both". </p><p> | Brannon | shook his head. "I won't force Beth to |
doc#142 | out as soon as we've had chuck". </p><p> | Brannon | timed it so that they rode in an hour after |
doc#142 | n't press your luck, badge-toter". </p><p> | Brannon | said, "Now the key to the lockup, Marshal |
doc#142 | Jesse Macklin in the hotel dining room. | Brannon | had no slicker. He'd put on his old brown |
doc#142 | the hotel porch, lifted a hand in signal. | Brannon | dismounted and climbed the steps. </p><p> |
doc#142 | fashion, over by the still empty calf wagon. | Brannon | was hunkered down with his broad back to |
doc#142 | key. Get it out"! </p><p> "Damned if I will. | Brannon | , you've assaulted a law officer and" -- |