You’re nothin’ but a lyin’, deceitful
strumpet, runnin’ after a mangy cowpuncher!
“Does Betty know what’s happening?”
“You don’t think her father would waste time presenting her with false evidence, do you?” Anna asked dryly. “What do you intend to do now, Johnny?”
“I’m not going anywhere — not without Betty.” He was frightened, but still stubborn. “Slade isn’t chasing me out of town with my tail between my legs, Anna. I’m going to hang on to see if Betty will come with me. It’s bad enough losing the ranch I was trying to build up, but I’m not losing her. Not if she still wants me. I’ll shoot that damned blood-money hunter on sight before I let him keep me from Betty!”