"Where I please."
"Shore. I knowed that. That's where you want to go," grinned Johnny. "But where do you want to go?"
"Where I can't go now."
"Ah, shut up! Come on. I'll go with you."
"Well, I'm going east to tell th' fellers what Buck said."
"Go ahead. I'm with you," Johnny said, wheeling.
"I didn't ask you to come."
"I didn't ask you to go," retorted Johnny. "Here," he said, holding out a cigar and putting another in his mouth. "Have a smoke; they're all right."
"Where the devil did you get 'em?"
"Up in Number Five."