‘We were just ridin’ by,’ Elbert said.
‘I hear Slim sat Poison-face for twenty-five seconds at Cheyenne.’
‘Are they coming back?’
‘Ain’t likely. They—you see, we’re using tourin’ cars mostly to ride range and keep up fences.’
Now Elbert received his first direct glance. ‘I see you’re wearin’ everything but your likker this morning,’ Frost-face remarked.
‘I’m starting East,’ said Elbert.
‘Round by Panama?’
Elbert chuckled. ‘I mean, I’m startin’ East to-morrow night.’
‘Takin’—the filly?’
‘No, she’s back in San Forenso. You’ll sure remember me to the boys, won’t you?’