(Disguising voice.)
The next is mine, I believe, fair lady.
(Vanderlip ranges up alongside of him and measures height of shoulders. Capt. Eppingwell curiously observes the action, and speaks with gruff voice.)
Well, stranger, what's up?
VANDERLIP
We're both up.
CAPT. EPPINGWELL
Up to what?
VANDERLIP
Up to each other. We're the same height, and I've guessed you, Captain Eppingwell.