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“Ye’d better stow yer guff,” cautioned a man in the crowd. “Them fellers aire cattle barons. If some o’ their punchers was ter hear ye, they might turn loose with their guns. Punchers is touchy, that-a-way.”

“I’m some techy myself, pilgrim, when et comes ter playin’ baseball with five-hunnerd-dollar tickers.”

At that moment Wild Bill stepped up and caught the old trapper by the arm.

“Trail along with me,” said the Laramie man. “I’ve got something important to talk over with you.”

There was a crowd in the hotel office, so the pards did not go in. Instead of entering the hotel, they went around behind.

“What’s ter pay, Wild Bill?” queried Nomad. “I jedge thar’s er screw loose, from ther looks o’ yer face.”

“You saw those ombrays throw the watches?” returned Hickok.

“Waugh! I was jest airin’ my opinions erbout thet fool pufformance when ye blowed up an’ made me break off. I reckon I could hev worked up er fight with some o’ them fellers ef ye’d ’a’ let me alone fer a minute longer.”

“Benner smashed his watch good and plenty, Nick. The works rolled out of the case, and a scrap of paper rolled out with the works.”