You git the fire started.

That's all I want you t' do, Happy.
Some uh you boys help me rope him--like him and that other jasper over there done to Andy.

C'mon, Andy--it ain't goin' to take long!" "You bet your sweet life I'll come on!" exclaimed Andy, dismounting eagerly.

"Let me take your rope, Weary.

Too bad we haven't got a branding iron--" "Aw, we don't need no irons." Big Medicine was also on the ground by then, and untying his rope.