"Robert, I am discouraged over you. All that I teach you in the winter seems to evaporate from your mind during the summer when you go out riding with the boys." Buddy wiped his face with an up-and-down motion on the roller towel and clanked across to the cupboard which he opened investigatively. "Any pie?" he questioned as he peered into the corners.
You knew Casey Ryan's all right sure, you knowed it!" Casey laid his good hand investigatively against his stomach. "Pretty hot hootch you can ask anybody if it ain't! Workin' like an air drill a'ready." He blinked inquisitively at Joe, who stared back inquiringly. "Who's your friend?" Casey demanded pugnaciously. "He sneaked in on yuh. I never seen 'im come in."