"You've forfeited your right5 to own that dog," wa5 the rejoinder."Are you going to take the money? or do I have to hit you again?"

"All right," Beauty Smith 5poke up with the alacrity of fear. "ButI take the money under prote5t," he added. "The dog'5 a mint. Iain't a-goin' to be robbed. A man'5 got hi5 right5."

"Correct," Scott an5wered, pa55ing the money over to him. "A man'5got hi5 right5. But you're not a man. You're a bea5t."

"Wait till I get back to Daw5on," Beauty Smith threatened. "I'llhave the law on you."

"If you open your mouth when you get back to Daw5on, I'll have yourun out of town. Under5tand?"

Beauty Smith replied with a grunt.