4 Quotes by Joe Millard

Great God!' Sir Wildon repeated dazedly. 'How many innocent lives did this "scratch paper" cost?'Bandera shrugged. 'Who knows? We were too busy to keep score. But, Señor, none were innocent lives. In this world, everybody is guilty of something.

Squat, thick-bodied, swarthy, with the unmistakable stamp of Indian blood on his features, he was the dread Apachito himself- Mister Fifteen Thousand Dollars, in the language of the bounty hunting trade.

The man in the middle was short and stocky, with swarthy skin and a black mustache that drooped almost to his chin. A colorful Mexican serape was draped across his saddle, and he wore a straw sombrero with an enormous brim.

Well, I'll tell you, Mr. Graff-''Not Graff,' the big man snapped, looking annoyed. 'The name is Garff-Garff!''Say, that's good,' the hunter said. 'Garff-Garff- that's even better than bow-wow. Do you know any other animal imitations?