That polecat’s killed
more men than the plague!
BORN TO RAISE HELL
“What’s wrong, pa?”
“Just act natural, boy . . . but our uninvited saddlebum is Denman.”
Despite the admonition, Todd turned to stare.
“Don’t let on!” Heath said sharply.
Todd faced him again.
“Sorry, pa, but that’s enough to scare anybody. You sure it’s Denman?” It seemed to the youth that he’d grown up on stories about Denman’s villainy, along with Jim Bowie’s heroism and Sam Houston’s greatness.
“It’s him, sure enough. I’m wonderin’ what to do about him.”
Todd had a ready answer.
“Let him eat his fill and git. Cornering a snake like that isn’t a job for amateurs like us!”