"To some extent," rejoined Roy, "only, except for that engine hood being dented there doesn't appear to be much the matter with it."
"Glad to pay if there be," said the sheep driver. "I'm going ter git rid of ther pesky critter. He's cost me a lot in damage suits already."
"Why don't you put him on the stage as the boxing ram, or something like that?" inquired Jimsy.
"Might be a good scheme," said the man, as if considering the proposal seriously.
"Mary had a little ram—" laughed Jimsy; who was thereupon told not to be "horrid."
"Why don't you box the nasty thing's ears for riding in our car?" asked Roy of Peggy.
"I'd like to do something, the saucy thing," declared Peggy with vehemence.
"Tell you what! Let's buy him."
The suggestion came from Jimsy.
"Yes, and have his skin made up into an auto robe," suggested Roy.