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You kin refuse to run yore horse agin him, like the rest has done. I'll jest lope along t'day and see what yours kin do." "Well, all right, then." Bud waited for the old man to ride ahead down the obscure trail that wound through the brush for half a mile or so before they emerged into the rough border of the creek bed.
So Whitey transferred his person to Monty, and, leading the Star Circle horse, he and Injun and Hank Dawes continued on their way. And Mr. Dawes was allowed to ride ahead while Whitey told Injun what had befallen him since leaving the Bar O Ranch, and of his present errand. Injun cast a knowing eye at the sky. "No cut out cows t'day," he said. "Heap storm comin'." "What's the difference?"
Then Buck Higgins was sauntering up and remarking, "Say, Sid Griggs, over t' th' Diamond Dagger, was tellin' me, t'day, how Injun and Whitey sells him herds o' fine pick'rul at six bits a throw." "Why don't they bring some home? When do they ketch them pick'rul? That's where they get th' cash!"
They told me you'd be let out t'day, but I didn't know just when. You're looking peaked. Didn't they feed yuh good?" Johnny did not answer.
"I'll put the bell on Johnny, and if Pink'll bobble that buckskin that's allus wantin' to wander off by hisself, I calc'late we kin settle down an' rest our bones quite awhile b'fore anybody needs to go on guard. Them ponies ain't goin' to stray fur off if they don't have to, after the groun' they covered t'day now I'm tellin' yuh! They'll save their steps."
He like t' got him, too. Chink dodged behind the board-pile in the back yard, an' laid down. He was still there when I left town, and the chances is somebody else 'll have t' cook dinner t'day. Weary was so busy close-herdin' the Chinaman that I got a chanst t' sneak out the back door uh Rusty's place, climb on m' horse and take a shoot up around by the stockyards and pull fer camp.
But t'day I'm tellin' ye another one which, in its way, is equally grand. But this time the story's about a man a wonderful man, gallant and brave, that ye'll love from this hour on." "Please, what does he look like?" asked Johnnie, wanting a definite picture in his mind. "A proper question! And, see! The old gentleman's asleep again! Good! Wheel him a mite away, would ye mind, Miss Narcissa?
I was afraid it might be colder'n what it is. I asked him if he wouldn't ride over an' warm up the house t'day and I see there's a smoke, all right." She looked at Manley, and then turned to Val. "Well, ain't you goin' to say anything? You dumb, both of you?" Val took a deep breath. "We should be dumb," she said contritely.
Sherwood's business, and Whitey caught Walt and the men looking at him in a peculiar way, when they thought he was not noticing them. On the third day after his arrival an unpleasant, lowering day, for that time of the year, with a cold wind Walt spoke thus to Whitey: "I'm havin' some stock cut out, t'day, t' send to your dad. How'd ye like t' go out on th' range an' take a look at it?"
He drew a cigar from his pocket, almost as big as a cannon fire-cracker and fully as dangerous. "I got this t'day. Looks like a pretty good one. It didn't use to make me sick 'fore I quit the last time." Dick handed him a match and two minutes later the big cigar was burning as freely as its nature would permit.
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