"No can tell. Be bac' as queek as can."
"And I hope it will be soon," Bob said turning to Jack. "I'll be mighty uneasy until he returns."
"Same here. There was something about that guy that I didn't like a little bit. He had a bad eye."
"Also a bad disposition."
"Well, I hope Lucky gets him and gets the stuff back. It'll be very inconvenient for us to say the least if he doesn't."
"He'll do it if anyone could, and I don't imagine it will take him very long to catch up with him as our dogs are well rested and his must be tired."
"Not so very tired either. Remember he's been traveling light."
"That's true too. I wonder how long he's been gone."
"That's hard to say. And, by the way, it's kind of strange that none of us heard him."
"I did," Bob told him.