The cowpuncher took a step forward toward the stairway, but Flatray was there before him.
"Brand Blotters"
William MacLeod Raine
But the cowpuncher had no intention of letting her regain so fully control of her emotions.
"Brand Blotters"
William MacLeod Raine
The cowpuncher, white with anger, glared at his enemy and poured curses at him, the while he nursed his strained wrist.
"Brand Blotters"
William MacLeod Raine