"Yes, you look like it! You'll die before you git half-way, you blamed little fool you! If you won't take Dolly, then I'll go along to bury your bones. They's no danger of the buzzard's picking such bones, though."
Just then came by Jake Sniger, who was remarkable for his servility to Lumsden.
"Hello, boys, which ways?" he asked.
"No ways jest now," said Morton.
"Are you a travelin', or only a goin' some place?" asked Sniger, smiling.
"I 'low I'm travelin', and Kike's a goin' some place," said Morton.
When Sniger had gone on, Morton said, "Now Kike, the fat's all in the fire. When the Captain finds out what you've done, Sniger is sure to tell that he see us together. I've got to fight it out now anyhow, and you've got to take Dolly."
"No, Morton, I can't."
If Kike had been any less obstinate the weakness of his knees would have persuaded him to relent.