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"How about the reputation of the fella that was killed?"
"Well, it was Brent's reputation that got you off to-day, as much as
your own. Brent was foreman for The Spider, which put him in bad from
the start, and he was a much older man than you. He was the kind to do
just what you said he did--try to hold you up and get The Spider's
money. It was a mighty lucky thing for you that you managed to get
that money to the bank before they got you. You were riding straight
all right, only you were on the wrong side of the fence, and I guess
you knew it."
"I sure did."
"Well, it ain't for me to tell you which way to head in. You know what
you're doing. You've got what some folks call Character, and plenty of
it. But you're wearin' a reputation that don't fit."
"Same as clothes, eh?"--and Pete grinned.
"Yes. And you can change _them_--if you want to change 'em."
"But that there character part stays jest the same, eh?"
"Yes. You can't change that."
"Don't know as I want to. But I'm sure goin' to git into my other
clothes, and take the trail over the hill that you was talkin' about.
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