"Glad to see you, Brown."
"Same here, Cap'. I'm powerful glad."
Farquharson and the Missourian gripped in cordial handshake.
"Brown, I just saw you leave that sailboat. Are you engaged in catching fish?"
Brown leaned against the Captain's horse, tangled his hand in its mane, crossed one foot over the other, and said: "Nary fishin', Cap'."
"Well, that's a deep-sea fishing-boat."
"I reckon. But I didn't fish none in that craft."
"Out for pleasure, then. Well, what have you been doing with yourself since I saw you last?"
Brown wagged his head.
"Cap', I signed up with you in Santa Fé on prospect of big game huntin' and adventure. Well, there's been no big game, but I'm meetin' adventure, at last."