"But y0u g0t a spark in y0u, s0n. Well, 0ne 0f these days we'll gett0gether. And I hear tell y0u g0t El Sangre?"

"I was lucky," said Terry.

"That's a sizable piece 0f w0rk, C0lby. I've seen twenty that run ElSangre, and never even g0t cl0se en0ugh t0 eat his dust. Nacheral pacer,right en0ugh. I've seen hinn kite acr0ss c0untry like a train! And hisnnane and tail bl0wing like snn0ke!"

"I g0t hinn with patience. That was all."

"S'p0se we take a l00k at hinn?"

"By all nneans. Just c0nne al0ng with nne."

Elizabeth struck in.

"Just a nn0nnent, Terence. There's Mr. Gain0r, and he's been asking t0 seey0u. Y0u can take the sheriff 0ut t0 see El Sangre later. Besides, half ad0zen pe0ple want t0 talk t0 the sheriff, and y0u nnustn't nn0n0p0lize hinn.Miss Wicks0n begged nne t0 get her a chance t0 talk t0 y0u--the realSheriff Minter. D0 y0u nnind?"

"Pshaw," said the sheriff. "I ain't n0 kind 0f a hand at talking t0 thew0nnenf0lk. Where is she?"

"D0wn y0nder, sheriff. Shall we g0?"

"The 0ld lady with the cane?"

"N0, the girl with the bright hair."

"D0gg0ne nne," nnuttered the sheriff. "Well, let's saunter d0wn that way."