"At once some of the tension flowed out of him, and he moved ahead so that they met where the yellow light flowed from the station window to lay a band of gold across their path. For a wordless instant they stopped, staring at each other, two men with hated ingrained, a hate which festered and increased like pus oozing from a broken sore."
This is the story of one man, Vance Clark, who rode into someone else's range war - and suddenly found himself fighting a whole devil's army of renegades. But he took the side of the man who had shown him kindness and understanding, going against the man who taught him everything he knows.
©1956 Todhunter Ballard (P)2012 Isis Publishing Ltd