Here's a good-bye." He thrust out the muzzle of his gun, an' Whitley thrust out his.

Then they shook them at each other in friendly salute, and the little group moved away from the river bank.
"I'm glad I've seen Bill again," said the sergeant.

"Fine feller an' that Mississippian with him was quaint like.

Mighty big bragger." "You did some bragging yourself, sergeant," said Dick.
"So I did, but it was in answer to Henderson.

I'm glad we had that little talk across the river.