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The prairie and some other things, Marshal. Where you from, Amy? I've been living in Wichita the last year. And I heard you were here, so I took the Santa Fe Railroad and I come to Dodge. Oh, well, why'd you want to see me? I've been waiting a long time to see you. I've been living for it, but I'm about through living. What? I come here to die, Marshal. Oh, well, if you're sick, maybe Doc Adams can help you. I ain't sick. And why are you talking about dying? I've only got enough money to last me about two days, Marshal. Well, if it's money you need, maybe I can help. Oh, you're going to help me, but not that way. Well, how? You're going to kill me, Marshal. What? I said, you're going to kill me. Now, Amy, wait. I've been waiting, Marshal, a long time. Chastraphy. Yes, put a smile in your smoking. It's as easy as ABC. Because chester fields made with accurate are A, always milder. B, better tasting. C, cooler smoking. Yes, a chester field is always milder. Accurate controls your chester field in the making. Gives it a more even distribution of fine tobaccos that burn more evenly, smoke much milder. A chester field is better tasting. An accurate chester field draws more easily. Let's you enjoy all the flavor. And the chester field is cooler smoking. 14% more perfectly packed than cigarettes made without accurate. You enjoy cooler smoking, no hot spots, no hard draw. So always buy chester field. Put a smile in your smoking, just give them a try. Light up a chester field. They satisfy. It has different things. Some it gives knowledge to and strength. Others it breaks and leaves lost and twisted and wandering. Amy Slater was one of the lost. I let her go without trying to reason with her. I thought in a day or so I'd find her and buy her a ticket back to Wichita and that'd be the end of it. But it didn't work out that way. She found me first. It was the next morning just before noon. Chester and I were crossing the plaza when I saw her standing about 30 yards away holding a rifle. What's she up to, Mr. Dillon? She's aiming that rifle at me, Chester. You better get out of the way. She's crazy. Hey, Mr. Dillon, she'll kill you. I can't shoot a woman, Chester. Give me that rifle. I did just try to make me shoot you, Amy. What's this all about? You wouldn't fight. You weren't trying to kill me. I didn't know I wasn't. You were shooting close. You were trying to make me draw. I'll destroy you yet, Marshal. Well, making me shoot a woman, is that it? That'd be the end of me as a lawman, wouldn't it? It'd be the end of you as any kind of man. You must hate me an awful lot if you're willing to die for it. Why, Amy? What have I done to you? Amy? You've got a rest, Mr. Dillon. You just going to let her walk off like that? A rest and I wouldn't do any good, Chester. After what she done? It didn't work, Chester. She's licked now, and I feel kind of sorry for her. This is really going to drive her crazy. This loon? Ah, cheap whiskey at fancy prices is always a good business, Chester. Well, ain't getting none of my money. Oh, what did you come in here for? To play a little feral. Oh, that makes sense. Yes, sir. I ain't squandering a nickel at that bar, not me. Well, good luck, Chester. It's like a busy night. That'll get worse. Well, some of those boys really get a skinful. And I hope they play gentle. I've been shot at once today. I heard about that. Some old woman with a rifle. Yeah, Amy Slater. What's she after you for? I have many ideas, Kitty. She feels pretty strong about it. I guess she does. Anyway, her plan didn't work, so maybe that's the last I'll hear of her. You don't give women enough credit, Matt. She'll think of something else. I hope not. Why does she throw her in jail? Oh, I'd look fine throwing an old woman in jail, wouldn't I? Especially one that's after me. You got a right to. Besides, when a woman gets to hating somebody, it's usually worse than when a man does. Women don't do things by halves. With them, it's all or nothing. Well, all I know about women is that some of them are pretty, and some aren't. You're lying. But I won't argue with you. Marsha or Dylan? I'm Matt. Amy. And she's got a six-gun. Stand up, Marsha. You better get out of the way, Kitty. I'll show you how I can handle a six-gun. I'll just show you what I can do with it. Throw the gun down, Amy. Not till I'm through with it. Oh, I mean, this time, Marsha. Throw it down. Another second, and she'd have killed me. I guess she really was after you this time, wouldn't she? What I don't understand is a woman brave enough to go gunning for a man fainting like her. Well, she's got a fever, Matt. She's not well. Oh? But what she's really suffering from is hysteria. Now, just as much I can do for that. Well, she can't go on like this. No, I suppose not. She'd probably be all right if she got over this business with you, won't she? She won't even say why she's after me, Doc. What are you going to do with her? You can't keep her here. Well, I can't throw her out in the street. And you told me she doesn't have any money. Yeah. Doc, I got an idea. Yeah? You know Mars Smiley? Oh, of course I know her. She's been doing my laundry for years. Oh, she lives alone. Maybe she'd like company. Amy could help her with the work, huh? Amy shouldn't do any work at all for a couple of weeks, Matt. Well, then I'll pay for her room and board. You'll pay for her room? Say, you're being awful good to a woman who just tried to kill you. Oh, I feel sorry for her, Doc. Maybe Amy won't like the idea of you helping her. Now, don't you tell her. Tell her you're doing it, huh? All right. Look, why don't you go see Mars right now and I'll stay out of it. All right, I'll go then. Oh, but there's one thing that you ought to keep in mind, Matt. Oh, what? Just because she didn't make it tonight doesn't mean Amy won't try to kill you again. This Christmas give everyone Chesterfields. Chesterfields are easy to give because they come ready to give in a bright red special holiday carton that's wrapped in its own colorful Christmas ribbon. Everyone enjoys Chesterfields' smoother, cooler smoking pleasure. So to all your friends this year, say, Merry Christmas with cartons of Chesterfields. No wrapping, no tying. They're easy to give because they come ready to give. Chesterfields in the bright red special holiday carton. Wrapped and ready, they're the best to buy. Cartons of Chesterfields, they satisfy. The Mars smiley that night and the next day Amy moved in with her. I didn't have to worry about any trouble for a while. Doc ordered her to bed and he saw to it that she stayed there. But she never talked. She never told anybody why she was after me. A couple of weeks passed before Doc reported she was up and about again and that she'd soon be able to go to work. At least I hoped it was work she'd be doing, not gunning for me. A few days later I found out. Chester and I were sitting in the office after dinner. Mr. Dewin, you remember that fellow Jeremy Cracker who used to live around here? Can't be hard to forget him, Chester. I was thinking about the time when he'd run a rusty nail into his foot. Remember how he went over at the Texas Trail and bought himself two pints of raw whisky and he went outside and filled his shoe with one pint and himself with the other and slopped around town that way for days till he got cured? My gracious, he like... Hello, Amy. Hello, Marshal. Chester. Hello. It's all right, Marshal. I ain't got a gun. Sit down, Amy. Here's your chair. Thank you. How are you feeling? Pretty good, Marshal. But I'm going to feel a lot better when I tell you what I come for. Uh-oh. I'll say it's simple, Marshal. I've been wrong. Hating you the way I have. It's done me more harm than you. I wanted to ruin you, but it's near ruin me instead. You understand? What is your mind, Amy? Doc. Doc? He took it on himself to tell me. Figured out a no. Told me how you've been paying for my keep with my smiley and after all I tried to do to you... Well, you needed help, Amy. I don't bear grudges. I do. At least I have till now. I want to pay you back, Marshal. Now, Amy, there's no need to repay me anything. I've got to. For my own sake, I've got to. But I don't mean money. I've got no money. Well, what do you mean? Jim Band had a partner, Marshal. Jim Band? Dakota Territory, you remember? Yeah, a long time ago. Jim Band tried to shoot me. He hit me, but I killed him. That's right. Amy, what's your name? I'm his sister, Marshal. I see. Jim's partner's name was Emmett Gold. Hey, I remember him. I never saw him after the shooting. Until today. Until today? About a half hour ago. He was walking into the Texas Trail. He's coming to dodge after you, Marshal. I know he has. He must have heard you was here somehow and he's come to kill you. After all these years, huh? I didn't forget, did I? No. It's not easy to warn you about him, Marshal. Like I say, I'm doing it for my own sake. I won't be troubled no more now. I've done what's right. Yeah. We're even now, ain't we? You and me. Yeah, we're even, Amy. And I'm mighty happy about it. Ain't on this, fellow, Mr. Dillon? Might as well get it over with, Chester. You stay out of the way now. Yes, sir. Emmett Gold? Hello, Dillon. You remember me? Sure I do. You're Marshal now. Yeah, that's right. Been a long time. We was never friendly, Marshal. No. And what do you want? What are you doing in dodge, Gold? I'm riding through. Headed for Colorado. As soon as I finish this drink. Is that all? That's all. What do you think I'm doing here? Looking for me. Looking for you, what for? I shot Jim Bann, didn't I? It was a fair fight. Yeah, of course it was. You got shot, too, didn't you? I didn't get killed. Wait a minute, Marshal. You think I'm after you for killing Jim Bann, don't you? Yeah. Well, if that don't beat all. What? You remember where that fight happened? I was on a prairie somewhere. And Jim's bullet knocked you out. When you come to again, we was gone, wasn't we? You packed him off and buried him. No, I didn't. I didn't bury him. He wasn't dead. You didn't kill him. He changed his name, went out to Virginia City. He got killed in a brawl with a law about two years ago. So long, Marshal. Anything like that in my whole life, Mr. Dillon? No. You think it's true? He'd have no reason to lie, Chester. Well, what's Amy gonna think? She isn't gonna know, Chester. What? Why not? Amy did a big thing for herself telling me about gold being here. But it was all useless. No. Not unless we'd tell her it was. And I wouldn't spoil what Amy's done for anything. William Conrad. 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