If I'd a-gone along with no bad luck, I wouldn't never a-found that tenderfoot camp, would I?
It was keepin' the light at my back done that--and William not likin' the look of it, either.

And you gotta admit it was the light mostly that scared them young dudes off and left me the things.

And if you'd of saw Injun Jim, you'd of known same as I that it was the jam and the silk shirts that loosened him up.

Nothin' in my own pack coulda won him over,--" "It's all right that far," I cut in.

"But then he died, and you were set afoot and all but married by as venomous a creature as I ever heard of, and the thing stops right there, Casey, where it shouldn't." "And that's what I'm kickin' about! Casey Ryan ain't the man to let it stop there.