Awkwardly he doffed his slouch sombrero.
"Jeff, shake hands with my nieces," said Al.

"This 's Helen, an' your boss from now on.

An' this 's Bo, fer short.

Her name was Nancy, but when she lay a baby in her cradle I called her Bo-Peep, an' the name's stuck....

Girls, this here's my foreman, Jeff Mulvey, who's been with me twenty years." The introduction caused embarrassment to all three principals, particularly to Jeff.
"Jeff, throw the packs an' saddles fer a rest," was Al's order to his foreman.
"Nell, reckon you'll have fun bossin' thet outfit," chuckled Al.