Brothers of the Gun: “They were a couple of tough range hands, sired by King Colt-sons of the saddle their heritage lead and destruction.”
Napoleon or Nothingness: “Introducing mild Mr. Hatcher, the cherubic Milquetoast who accidentally discovered a formula for fame and disaster in a neglected test tube.”
Passage for Satin: “How long is a horse? How many millions may a young lady's papa possess? the answers (for any Government operative whose name happens to be Flagg) lie south of the Border, down massacre way.”
Minions of Mercury.
Too Tough to Fight: “Too old, the brasshats told Burke and Swen. This is a young man's war; go back to the wild lands where you belong. So they did-armed with cunning and dynamite.”
Thunder Road: “There's backache and sweat and grief tonight, where they're building the Dunraven Pass Highway. And for a kid engineer who knows when he's licked, only one hope.”
Destination Unknown
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