“'Oh, I'm all right,' says he, spurrin' up sideways; 'How are you?'
“'Right!' says I. 'How's the old people?'
“'Oh, I ain't been home yet,' says he, holdin' out his hand; but, afore I could grip it, the cussed horse sidled off to the south end of the clearin' and broke away again through the scrub.
“I heard Dave swearin' about the country for twenty minutes or so, and then he came spurrin' and cursin' in from the other end of the clearin'.
“'Where have you been all this time?' I said, as the horse came curvin' up like a boomerang.
“'Gulf country,' said Dave.
“'That was a storm, Dave,' said I.
“'My oath!' says Dave.
“'Get caught in it?'
“'Yes.'