“Glad you give me credit for this once.”
“I’ll give you credit, when you got it comin’. Get your lariat, Sleepy. We’ve got to tie this jigger kinda tight.”
Sleepy got his rope and proceeded to tie his end of the man to the saddle.
“Lots’a times I never get no credit,” grunted Sleepy. “Lots’a times you takes all the credit.”
“Givin’ you credit now, ain’t I, Sleepy?”
“Yeah—this time—I could tell you a lot of times——”
“Shall we set down and argue and let this man die, or would you rather shut your face and give him a chance?”
“Who’s arguin’?” demanded Sleepy, swinging into his saddle.
“’F I ever open my mouth——”
“You expose your ignorance,” finished Hashknife. “Ride on the other side and see that he don’t slip loose.”