And I'm going to make a top hand outa you, Jean.

I'm going to teach you to shoot and rope and punch cows and ride, till there won't be a girl in the United States to equal you." "What for ?" Jean still had an air of sullen apathy.

"That won't help dad any." "It'll start the world moving again." Lite forced himself to cheerfulness in the face of his own despondency.

"You say it's stopped.

It's us that have stopped.