Must be some in the creek here; seen them, in my homestead." "You go to bed!" said Gardner sternly.
"Nosh a bit," replied Benson.

"Who you talking to ?" He leaned forward, in danger of falling through the window.

"Lemme out!" "It's not all drink," Gardner explained.

"He has something like shakes and ague now and then.

Says he got it in India." Benson disappeared, and a few moments afterward reeled out of the door and held himself upright by one of the veranda posts.
"Now I'm here, don't let me interrupt, gentlemen," he said.