QUOTE : You thought about something? Happy Jack Traven had a place down thisaway.” “When he was out of jail.” “I think maybe we could use him. He had friends among all them Neuces outlaws, too. Remember? He was always takin' up for them, feedin' 'em, hidin' 'em from time to time? We could use some help.” A pebble rattled among the rocks, and Dal rolled over behind a fallen tree. Mac's Spencer slid forward. “Nice of you boys to remember me, an' that coffee sure smells good!” Happy Jack Traven wore a battered black hat and a smile on a face seamed by sun, wind, and years. “Mac? Put down that gun. You wouldn't be shootin' an old man, would you?” “Come in an' set. You'll never get old, Jack. You're too mean. Where'd you steal that horse?” “Now, Mac, that's unkind. You know I never stole no horse unless I needed him. This here's one your pappy give me.