Pay S. Wy, to be sure, the mountains is best, lots of room, lots of rocks, lots of—of everything. I say, Miss Lawton, kin I show you Little Lucy? She’s a daisy.
Flo. (Surprised.) Little Lucy! I don’t understand.
Grouse. Pay Streak, you are a greeny. What d’ye s’pose the lady knows about your lingo. (To Flo.) The Little Lucy’s a mine.
Flo. (Laughing.) I should be delighted to see Lucy but I can not to-day, thank you.
Pay S. Oh well, any day’ll do. Besides my pardner, I reckon he could talk to ye. He’s a lady’s man.
Flo. (Nervously.) Oh no! I saw the mines at Leadville. I just wanted to say that there’s a man looking for Mr.—for your partner and—
Pay S. Yes, Miss, I told him where to find him.
Flo. (Trying to appear calm.) You told him! Miss Baker, they musn’t meet.
Grouse. Now you have done it, Jim. They were lookin’ fur each other.
Pay S. Holy Moses! How did I know they was lookin’ fur each other?