“Have ya ever seen a government prison?” sez I.
“Yes, I’ve seen two, one in Kansas, and one in Frisco,” sez he.
“Which would be the hardest to get out of?” sez I.
“The one in Frisco; it’s on an island,” sez he.
“Choose that one,” sez I; “and make up your escape just as it might have happened.”
“Ty won’t haggle me with questions,” sez The sadly. “He’ll just believe me, an’ this’ll make it ten times as hard.”
“You ought to be paler an’ more haggard,” sez I; “but I doubt if the’s a way to do it.”
“Keep soakin’ his face in hot towels for a few days,” sez Horace. “That’ll bleach him out.”
“Are ya goin’ foot or hossback?” sez I.
“I stole a hoss down in Texas the last time I came,” sez he, “and traded him off when he got footsore.”