"It's easy going now," he added, and his face had a look of pleasure.
"What's your position, and what's your name ?" asked John Grier.
"I'm head-foreman of the Skunk Nest's gang--that's this lot, and I got here--just in time! I don't believe you could have done it, Mr.Grier.
No master is popular in the real sense with his men.

I think they'd have turned you down.

So it was lucky I came." A faint smile hovered at his lips, and his eyes brooded upon the busy gangs of men.

"Yes, I've had a lot of luck this time.

There's nothing like keeping your head cool and your belly free from drink." Now he laughed broadly.