"Why don't you point out Slim as the limit, once in a while ?" "Come on down to the stable, and let's talk it over," Andy suggested, and led the way.

"What's his style, anyway?
Mouthy, or what ?" With four willing tongues to enlighten him, it would be strange, indeed, if one so acute as Andy Green failed at last to have a very fair mental picture of Miguel.

He gazed thoughtfully at his boots, laughed suddenly, and slapped Irish quite painfully upon the back.
"Come on up and introduce me, boys," he said.

"We'll make this Native Son so hungry for home--you watch me put it on the gentleman.

Only it does seem a shame to do it." "No, it ain't.