“The same.”
“Yes, I met him several times at the hotel—pleasant fellow, evidently.”
“You bet he is; Price is all right,” avowed Captain Smith enthusiastically.
The others made no comment.
Wild Bill shuffled the cards and dealt new hands.
“I may have this Avery mixed with some other man,” he said. “Was he of medium height and fairly stout?”
“No; as tall as you are and about your build,” said Cook.
Captain Smith opened his mouth to speak, but changed his mind. Wild Bill noted the captain’s hesitation and resolved to give him an opportunity to relieve his mind.
After the game had ended Hickok approached Captain Smith, and said:
“What sort of country is it west of here? Looks like quite a sizable cañon dead west.”