How'll that be, Bud ?" "Fair enough--fair enough," Bud retorted with faint mimicry.

"If I was all up in the air a few days ago, I seem to have lit on my feet, and that's good enough for me right now.

We'll let 'er ride that way." And the twinkle, as he talked, was back in his eyes, and the smiley quirk was at the corner of his lips..