"You'll help me--eh? How?"
"I can get you safe into Mexico."
"Can you?"
"At a word from me the sheriff'll be huntin' somewheres else. See?"
"I see."
"Don't think you'll squeeze through without me. I reckon you've a springboard and a buckskin in the barn over there?"
"Maybe."
"The officers are looking for that buckskin in every little burg between Santa Cruz and San Diego. You can't pack your grub and blankets a-foot. I can supply everything. Nobody'll suspect me."
"Why not?"
"Because--because o' my record."