I'm sure interested this minute," replied Moore, and then, stepping to the side of the mustang, with swift hands he unbuckled the cinch, and with one sweep he drew saddle and blanket to the ground.
The action surprised Belllounds.

He stared.

There seemed something boyish in his lack of comprehension.

Then his temper flamed.
"What do you mean by that ?" he demanded, with a strident note in his voice.

"Put that saddle back." "Not much.