"The Prof is going to catch it soon," Cheese observed.
"Serve him right," added Damfino.
Coonskin left us to feed and walked to the house with Pod. Soon afterward they returned with a cowboy, who said I had a good shape, asked my weight, and inquired if I was sound in body and mind; then he questioned Coonskin.
"What did you do fer yer salt 'fore ye jined th' outfit?"
"I was night porter in a hotel," was the reply.
"What was ye doin' 'fore that?"
"Railroading some."
"And 'fore that?"
"Painting."
"Paintin' what?"