“Yea-a-a-ah? I’ve heard that lotsa times. You’ll probably wait until we both have to travel in wheel-chairs, and then settle it with a race instead of a fight.”
“What is all this argument about, anyway?” choked Nan.
“He started it,” said Whispering.
“I did not,” bristled Sailor. “You said⸺”
“Yeah? I said what?”
They looked blankly at each other for several moments.
“You better git me some wood, Sailor,” said Whispering. “That last yuh got was better’n usual, but the woodbox is empty.”
“Yeah—all right. It was some of that old corral that me and Len tore down. It’s danged hard to saw—but thasall right.”
CHAPTER XIII: SHOTS IN THE NIGHT
The three cowboys rode to Lobo Wells, where Len made his few purchases, while Hashknife and Sleepy stabled their horses, and they met again at the Oasis. Johnny Harris and Archie Moon were in from the JP ranch, and Len introduced them to Hashknife and Sleepy.