"The hide? Do you suppose they'll give as much as that for the hide? Look at it! What sort of a hide do you call that? Why it isn't equal to old shoe leather."
"Well, they'd give something any way."
"Yes, I suppose that's true enough."
Jig-Leg looked at his comrade, and after a pause, said:
"Well?"
"Awkward...." replied Hopeful doubtfully.
"How?"
"We should leave tracks. The ground is damp ... they could trace where we took it."
"We could put clouts on her feet."
"As you like."