than most of the Southwest. But those days are over. Outside money has come into it; outside people are coming. You can’t buck it! Men tried that in the old days, and failed. Will you talk it over with the others?”
“Yeah,” and he went away in the darkness.
I went indoors.
“I think they’ll be sensible,” I told Milk River, “but you can’t tell. So maybe you better hunt around and see if you can find a way through the floor to our basement hoosgow, because I meant what I said about giving guns to our captives.”
Twenty minutes later Buck Small was back.
“You win,” he said. “We want to take Peery and Dunne with us.”