“Yuh mean to stay here a while, Hashknife?”

“It ain’t an unpleasant place, is it?”

“No-o-o, but—”

“Yuh didn’t hope to catch that train, didja?”

“The cattle-train? Certainly not.”

“Have yuh got any other place you’d like to go to?”

“No-o-o-o, I reckon not, Hashknife.”

“Fine! Then yuh don’t mind stayin’ a day or so, eh?”

They looked seriously at each other for a moment and both grinned widely as they headed for the stable.

CHAPTER VII: CITY VS. RANGE