Frenchy jumped at the bait and tore over to the wagon, where he and the cook spent some time in mutual recrimination. Hopalong nosed around and finally dug up the hat, white as new-fallen snow. "Here's a hat found it in th' dough barrel," he announced, handing it over to Frenchy, who received it in open-mouthed stupefaction. "Yu pie-makin' pirate! Yu didn't know where my lid was, did yu!