“An’ we’re down here?”
“Yes.”
“Sing’lar!”
Again they were silent, while the cowboy seemed trying to collect his thoughts, plainly no easy matter.
“What did I do to the dude?” he finally asked.
“Nothing,” answered Joe, dolefully. “He did it to you. He kicked you clean down the stairs, and then threw me after ye.”
Sam made a frantic struggle and sat up.
“Look hyar, Joe!” he growled; “don’t tell me a lie, fer I’ll wallop yer ef yer do!”
“That ain’t no lie,” declared Joe. “He done it, Sam.”
“How?”