"Yassir."
"Hey, Chops, you forgot something," called Stacy.
"Yassir?"
"No, sir, 'nassir.'"
"I think we might as well be getting over to the camping ground, Professor," suggested Tad. "It is understood, then, that Smoky is to remain with us until morning?"
"Yes, if you think best."
The boy walked over and untied the bully. Griffin started to walk away. Butler laid a hand on his arm.
"Not so fast. We are not going to lose you yet awhile."
"What are you goin' t' do?"
"Going to keep you with us for a time," smiled the Pony Rider Boy.