"So you're after that ornery varmint, Red Bill, are yer?" remarked
Bud as she concluded; "wa-al I'll do all in my power to help you.
I've bin a studyin' that thar leak while you was a talkite. What
you need is suthin' to stop it up."
"Obviously," said Peggy with a trace of annoyance in her tone.
"Now don't git riled, fer I've hit on a scheme ter git yer out of yer troubles."
Bud shoved back his sombrero and gazed triumphantly at the astonished girl aviator.
CHAPTER XXIV
WHAT CHEWING GUM DID
"But, Bud, how?"
"Easy enough. Hyar," he exclaimed, looking back at the horsemen behind him, "whar's that dude Chick Berry?"
"Here I be, Bud," replied a small, freckle-faced cowboy with blue silk ribbons on his shirt sleeves and other marks of the cowboy dude about him.
"Got any of that thar gum you's always achewin' so as ter be agreeable to ther ladies?" demanded Bud.