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in this territory.

Then she must be Doretta Gateway.

Yep. She was scheduled to be an old maid

till Willard come along.

- She's plain as adobe wall.

- But not too plain for Willard, huh?

Nothing plain about

old man Gateway's holdings.

Folks say that he's worth just the other

side of one half-million dollars.

That's too much money, Ed.

Too much for one man to worry about.

It ain't for Willard.

He's a bookkeeper. Or he was.

They all say he'll probably make him

a full partner with the old man

- since he took Doretta off his hands.

- You know, she didn't look so bad to me.

You've been down on the Sasabe Creek

too long, Patrick.

That man made me so mad,

I almost forgot where I was going.

Come on and let me buy that drink for you.

Some other time, Ed. I gotta see Tenvoorde.

Well, suit yourself.

- Mighty sweet of you to take him a present.

- See you!

Come on, get ahold of him!

Get both those ropes.

Just grab him.

I couldn't have done that better myself.

Oh, you dropped your candy.

Thought that hitch post would hold him.

Well, now that explains it, don't it?

He wouldn't

know about horses, Mr. Tenvoorde.

They say he's got mostly goats

at his new place.

Now, I didn't know that.

They're holding them

a goat-roping at Gotebo next month.

You should ought to enter.

- That your new ramrod?

- Yep!

All mouth, ain't he?

Jace is just filling in till my old top hand

comes back.

- You figure he will?

- Oh, I think so.

Soon as he gets shed of

some of them fancy ideas he's got

- about owning his own place.

- Seems we've been over these words before.

And we're going to keep right on going

over them till you come to your senses.

It just ain't right, the best ramrod in this

territory throwing hisself away like you are.

Nobody can take hold of a ranch

the way you can, Pat.

A man can turn his back

when you're around. Now, just look at me.

Working my own stock

like a common trail hand

- just because I can't trust the job done.

- Try firing a few. That'll do it.

You can start with that

goat lover over there.

Mr. Tenvoorde,

I come to buy me a seed bull.

You did, huh?

Well, now, what did I tell you?

Just hand over your money and you get

your bull. And it just ain't right.

Now, if you had to strain to get it, it'd be

a whole lot different. Don't you see?

All I can see is I got stock to tend.

If you don't want to sell me no seed bull,

just say it out in words.

- Well?

- Tell you what I'll do, Patrick.

I'll give you a chance to get your bull free.

Like the time you gave me a chance

to get them yearlings free,

and ended up with 50 of my dollars?

Well, I'm keeping that

in a safe place for you, Patrick.

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