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Las Vegas did not order any more liquor . `` Turner , I reckon I 'll bore you next time I run in heah , '' he said , and stalked out . He had the stores , the road , the village , to himself ; and he patrolled a beat like a sentry watching for an Indian attack . Toward noon a single man ventured out into the road to accost the cowboy . `` Las Vegas , I 'm tellin ' you -- all the greasers air leavin ' the range , '' he said . `` Howdy , Abe ! '' replied Las Vegas .