"Come far?"
"No."
The hostler puffed on his pipe. He had never seen this man before and it was indiscreet to ask questions, but the hostler was a curious man - and he knew that beat-up buckskin.
He gestured. "Ain't in good shape."
"Better shape than the man who rode him."
Griffin, the hostler remembered, was considered a very salty customer in some circles. He must have cut himself into the wrong circle.
(from Heller With a Gun, by Louis L'Amour)
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