Whispering Smith Page #4

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but why haven't you ever married?

Well, I never thought

I had enough to offer,

at least to one girl

I had in mind.

Then you did

have someone in mind?

Yes. l... I had someone

in mind, all right.

Was she attractive?

I thought so.

Then you never got around to

asking her... to marry you, I mean.

No, I never did.

Do you think

that was fair to the girl?

Maybe she was just waiting

for you to ask her.

Why didn't you let her decide,

Luke?

Why didn't you?

Well, don't blame the girl

too much, Luke.

You can't blame her.

The years pass so quickly.

I know.

Well, there's nothing

can be done about it now.

No.

Hiya, Hank. Hello, Smitty!

Am I glad to see you.

Hello, Bill. How are you?

Got yourself another touch

of lead poisoning, huh?

Sure look good on you,

though. You certainly do.

How's Emmy?

Oh, Emmy's just fine.

Said for me to tell you your old

room's all ready and waiting'.

Ah. Having you two kids together

again, I could spit nickels.

Go ahead, Bill. Here, Smitty.

Here's a present for you.

And always carry it in your shirt

pocket. Oh, well, thanks, Murray.

Well, look at this.

Ready, boys?

Let's go.

Acquaintance be forgot

And never brought to mind

Should auld acquaintance

be forgot

In the days

of auld lang syne

Met a friend of yours coming

out, Smitty. Barney Rebstock.

Uh, Barney heard you'd been

shot up. He asked after you.

Yeah. He seemed mighty disappointed

when he heard you wasn't buried yet.

Was he headed for town?

Shipping a bunch of steers.

I'll drive back to town

with ya, Bill. What for?

A word with Rebstock.

Why don't you keep your big

mouth shut? Yeah, why don't I?

Now, wait a minute, Smitty. What's the

rush to see Rebstock? I want Barton.

What? Are you crazy? You think he's got

Barton in his hat or somethin'? Yeah.

Why? I got a hunch he's got

Barton holed up in Williams Canyon.

Come on, Bill. Now, look, Smitty.

Let me handle this, will ya?

If your hunch is right, maybe I can

persuade Rebstock to turn Barton in.

What are you mixing in this for?

Well, you're certainly in no shape to.

Any other reason?

I don't want any trouble

with Rebstock.

Since when has a man like Rebstock, a thief

and a cattle rustler, meant anything to you?

If a man's railroading or in the cattle business,

he's gotta be friendly with his neighbours.

All right, Murray. Take it

easy. This is my job, remember?

This is what Bucks

pays me for.

- Good-bye, Murray. Tell Marian thanks

for everything. - Yeah. I sure will.

Well, hello, Smith.

Hello there.

Hopping around again, huh? Well, I'm

certainly happy it's nothing serious.

- I'd like a word with you, Rebstock. - It'd be a

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