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"'When it comes to any wimurl,' said Greaves, sort of cold an' thick 'Bruce shore ought to know her Accordin' to talk heahaboots an' what HE says, Ellen Jorth has been his gurl fer two years'

"Then Isbel turned his attention to Bruce an' I fer one begun to shake in url, an' thet's why Ie'

"Isbel jumped at Bruce 'You damned drunken cur! You vile-mouthed liar!I irl to my face!Then he moved so quick I couldn't see what he did But I heerd his fist hit Bruce It sounded like an ax ag'in' a beef Bruce fell clear across the rooered up, all bloody-faced, bellowin' an' spittin' out teeth Isbel eyed Greaves's crowd an' said: 'If any of y'u un-play' Nobody moved, thet's sure In fact, none of Greaves's outfit was packin' guns, at least in sight When Bruce got all the way up--he's a tall fellar--why Isbel took a full swing at hi'in' the counter Y'u knohen a fellar's hurt by the way he yells Bruce got thet second s red nose I never seen any one so quick as Isbel He vaulted over thet counter jest the second Bruce fell back on it, an' then, with Greaves's gang in front so he could catch any ht an' left, an' banged his head on the counter Then as Bruce sunk limp an' slipped down, lookin' like a bloody sack, Isbel let him fall to the floor Then he vaulted back over the counter Wipin' the blood off his hands, he throwed his kerchief down in Bruce's face Bruce wasn't dead or bad hurt He'd jest been beaten bad He was moanin' an' slobberin' Isbel kicked hiustful Then he faced thet crowd 'Greaves, thet's what I think of your Siun' An' then Isbel grabbed his rifle an' package off the counter an' went out He didn't even look back I seen hiirl, what hev you to say?"