“No, sir,” murmured the youth, and Bucky almost thought he detected a little, chuckling laugh.
“Well, you ought to be ashamed of it. When come back from old Mexico I’m going to teach you how to put up your dukes. You’re going to ride the range with me, son, and learn to stick to your saddle when the bronc and you disagrees. Oh, I’ll bet all you need is training. I’ll make a man out of you yet,” the ranger assured his charge cheerfully. “Will you?” came the innocent reply, but Bucky for a moment had the sense of being laughed at.
“Yes, I ‘will you,’ sissy,” he retorted, without the least exasperation. “Don’t think you know it all. Right now you’re riding like a wooden man. You want to take it easy in the saddle. There’s about a dozen different positions you can take to rest yourself.” And Bucky put him through a course of sprouts. “Don’t sit there laughing at folks that knows a heap more than you ever will get in your noodle, and perhaps you won’t be so done up at the end of a little jaunt like this,” he concluded. And to his conclusion he presently added a postscript: “Why, I know kids your age can ride day and night for a week on the round-up without being all in. How old are you, son?”
“Eighteen.”
“That’s a lie,” retorted the ranger, with immediate frankness. “You’re not a day over fifteen, I’ll bet.”
“I meant to say fifteen,” meekly corrected the youth.
“That’s another of them. You meant to say eighteen, but you found I wouldn’t swallow it. Now, Master Frank, you want to learn one thing prompt if you and I are to travel together. I can’t stand a liar. You tell the truth, or I’ll give you the best licking you ever had in your life.”
“You’re as bad a bully as he is,” the boy burst out, flushing angrily.
“Oh, no, I’m not,” came the ranger’s prompt unmoved answer. “But just because you’re such a weak little kid that I could break you in two isn’t any reason why I should put up with any foolishness from you. I mean to see that you act proper, the way an honest kid ought to do. Savvy?”
“I’d like to know who made you my master?” demanded the boy hotly.