CHAPTER XXV
STRATEGY
Racey Dawson and Rack Slimson, rising a hill on the way to Farewell, simultaneously turned their heads and looked at each other. Rack's expression was dolefully sullen. Racey's was hard and uncompromising.
"Who was it put you up to this?" asked Racey.
"What?"
"Coming out here after me."
"I didn't come out after you, I tell you!"
"Shore, shore," soothed Racey, "I know all about that. Who put you up to it?"
"I dunno what yo're talkin' about."
"The ignorance of some people," said Racey, recalling sundry occasions when other folk had oddly failed to grasp his meaning.