"The pony corral stands at the mouth of a little canon, don't it?"
"Yes," sez I.
"An' the cook house is to the right of it?"
"Yes," sez I.
"An' the ranch house is kind o' sprawly with—"
"Look here, Monody," sez I, interruptin', "this ain't no news. What are you gettin' at?"
"You got friends there, ain't ya?" sez he.
"I got one friend anyhow," sez I, "but as long as you've insisted on taggin' along after me, you'll see the place an' you'll see my friend; though I somehow doubt if you'll be invited in for a meal."
"Is your friend a lady?" sez Monody.
"Oh, no," sez I, sarcastic, "she 's a two-year-old heifer. I wouldn't think o' goin' this distance just to call on a lady."