It's easier to slide down than to climb back.

I dropped my gun out of my holster, and she went way to the bottom, but I wouldn't have gone back for six guns.

Larry picked it up for me.
So we went along, me on the rim-rock and around the barrancas, and Larry in the bottom carryin' of the kid.
By and by we came to the ranch house, stopped to wait.

The minute Larry hove in sight everybody was out to once, and in two winks the woman had that baby.

They didn't see me at all, but I could hear, plain enough, what they said.