‘I didn’t know for sure; so I ask you.’
Bowen and Roddy moved over closer to Hashknife, prompted by curiosity.
‘What’s the idea?’ queried Bowen.
‘I can’t tell yuh,’ smiled Hashknife. ‘I just wanted to know, thasall.’
‘Uh-huh. We-e-ell,’ drawled Bowen, ‘I reckon there is.’
‘Is it there now?’
‘Now, yuh got me guessin’, pardner. I reckon it is.’
‘Do you remember it, Bert?’ asked Spike.
‘No,’ growled Bert. ‘And I’d crave to know what a damn Injun rug has got to do with this drink I jist won off Dell.’
‘Yuh didn’t win it,’ contradicted Dell. ‘You was throwin’ sizes, Bert. Yuh had four sixes ag’in’ my five sixes, on the last horse.’