“Now I’d admire why a freak like that does things like he’s done?”
“I was desirous of observing the effects of astragalas splendens on the genus Ovius.”
“The —— you was!” snorts the judge. “Find out?”
“No. I was almost prepared for the experiment when this unforeseen contingency arose.”
“My ——!” grunts Magpie. “He was sure going to do something awful.”
“It is nothing to——”
Ajax dropped his rope and stooped to pick it up; and didn’t finish his sentence, ’cause that goat hit him dead center and Ajax and his sack turned a cartwheel. The polecat came out of the sack and tangled with the goat, and then both of them started back down the trail towards Mighty.
Mighty must ’a’ got his property back, ’cause as far as we can see ’em Mighty is still in the lead, but it’s almost a cinch the goat will win out in the end.
Ajax watches ’em for a minute and then starts for the cabin.
“Wait!” snaps Magpie. “I’ll get your belongings for you.”