Heller with a Gun (1955) Page 15
He hesitated, then grinned. “For you, only thirty dollars!’
Swiftly she counted out the money. Then she turned to Healy. She glanced from Janice back to him. “Tom, I “
“I know,” he said.
She turned quickly and went out the door, and a moment later a second rider passed the window, and the horse broke into a run, a dead run from a standing start. Light showed on the saddle and a shapely leg, the horse’s flank glistened, and then the sound of pounding hoofs faded gradually away.
“Hey!” The cowpuncher turned a startled face. “She took my saddle!”
“It’s all right,” Healy said. “I’ll buy you a new one.” Then Tom Healy looked down at the menu. “It’s onion soup,” he said. “They only have one kind.”