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Chapter 5
Dusk was upon us when we reached Devil’s Paw. “Do you fellows ever stay at the hotel?” I asked. “Yep. Sometimes we get a couple rooms, pair up such as we land. Merle’s funny about that. All this money, but he thinks it foolish for only one man to occupy a bed.” “You’re welcome with me,” I said as we stopped at the livery. “I’ll take you up on that,” returned Frank, “but first I want to check on the others, make sure nobody’s gone off the rails or Merle is laid out somewhere he shouldn’t be.” “Sober fellow always has to play mother hen,” I noted. “Suppose so.” “See you later, then,” I said. “I’ll be at Day’s.” “Fair enough.” The telegraph office was still open, so I wired Whitlock on my progress. Bonner in town mostly drunk. Rides with three others: Frank Metty, Vance Dunbar, Ed Ra
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