With a lurch Pistols dropped into his chair and glared at Buffalo Bill.
“I has come back!” he said.
“So I see.”
“There’s ther pack o’ cards,” and he tossed them upon the table.
Buffalo Bill picked them up, glanced at them, and said:
“Yes, they are all right.”
“Did yer think I’d git any as wasn’t?”
“Not being acquainted with you I didn’t know.”
“Waal, we’ll git better acquainted, I’m thinking.”
“Perhaps.”