"I might 'a knowed it," responded Johnny, eying the tracks in the sand. "But I reckoned you might 'a had a run-in with that Greaser. I was saving him for myself."
"Why do you hate him so much more'n th' other Greasers?"
"Never mind that now. I'll tell you after I get him."
"Have you seen Buck since he came back?"
"No; why?"
Hopalong told him what the foreman had said and his friend grinned. "The good old days are coming back again, Hoppy!" he exulted. "Now I can kick th' shirt off'n that Greaser, can't I, if he gets gay?"
"If he don't kick yourn off first."
"I'd like to see him try it; or you, either! Mebbe you'd like to try it now?"
"Shoo, fly! Shoo, fly," laughed Hopalong.
"Where are you going now?" asked Johnny.