"He was just as GOOD to me.

Every day in the summer time he used to ride over to the Seed ranch back of the Mission and bring me a great armful of flowers, the prettiest things, and I used to pretend to pay him for them with dollars made of cheese that I cut out of the cheese with a biscuit cutter.

It was such fun.

We were the best of friends." "There's another lamp smoking," growled Annixter.

"Turn it down, will you ?--and see that somebody sweeps this floor here.