“No danger of that, pard,” grinned the Texan. “I never did cut much ice with the girls. You always were the one, and it’s a wonder to me that this girl didn’t forget Charlee the moment she placed her sky-blue eyes on you.”
“Oh, that will about do!” laughed Dick. “You’re forever imagining that girls are struck on me, when the fact is that they are not, and——”
“How about Doris Templeton?”
“Mere friendship.”
“Is that so? How about June Arlington?”
“Friendship just the same.”
“Well, then, how about——”
“That will do! Don’t try to make me out a chap with a dozen girls!”
The Texan chuckled.
“Don’t you get gay with me,” he advised. “I can come back at you good and plenty.”