He fastened one end of the lariat to the rear axle of the wagon.
Then he started the Horse slowly.
The result was that Barney suddenly began to emerge from his imprisonment in the sand.
Slowly but surely he was dragged from his uncomfortable position. Clear of the clinging sands Frank stopped the Steam Horse.
Then Barney scrambled to his feet.
He glanced at the treacherous spot from which he had just emerged and then at his bedraggled person.
“Begorra, naygur, I think we’d betther call accounts square!” he cried. “Shore it’s mesilf as has the divils ind av the bargain this toime.”
“A’right, I’ish, I’ll fo’gib yo’ dis time if yo’ don’ try any sich fing on me agin,” replied Pomp.
“I’ll agree wid yez!”
And this ended the affair.