“How long have you been back again, Sam?”
“Three months, and I am goin’ to stay, too. You got me turned off once, but you can’t do it again.”
“I don’t want to.”
“Oh, no, I presume not,” sneered Sam. “Of course, you don’t. You’ve got on the same clothes you wore away, haven’t you?”
“Yes, it’s the same suit, but I’ve got some more things in my bundle.”
“I guess you haven’t made your fortune, by the looks.”
“The fact is, Sam, I haven’t earned much since I went away.”
“I knew you wouldn’t. You ain’t so smart as people think.”
“I didn’t know anybody thought me smart.”
“James, the hostler, is always talking you up to me, but I guess I can rub along as well as you.”