midnight
A 'm lak ' you , _ bien _ ! '' When the Texan returned , fifteen minutes later , the man of many names was gone . `` It 's just like I said , you ca n't trust no gambler , '' he muttered , with a doleful nod of the head . `` He 's pulled out on me , but he better not infest the usual marts of midnight . 'Cause I 'm a-goin ' to start out an ' take in everything that 's open in this man 's town , an ' if I find him I 'll just nachelly show him the onprincipledness of lyin ' to a friend . '' Stepping to the bar he bought a drink and a moment later swung onto the big rangy black and clattered down the street . At the edge of the town he turned and started slowly back , dismounting wherever the lights of a saloon illumined the dingy street , but never once catching a glimpse of the figure that followed in the thick blackness of the shadows .