By the way, did you see the saddle those Arizona boys sent me?
It's over here.

It's a pip-pin--almost as fine as the spurs, which I keep in the bunk-house when they're not on my heels.

And, if I didn't say so before, I'm sure glad to meet the man that helped me through that alley.

That big, fat devil would have landed me, sure, if you hadn't--" "Ah--what ?" Andy leaned and peered into the face of Miguel, his jaw hanging slack.

"You don't mean to tell me--it's true ?" "True?
Why, I thought you were the fellow--" Miguel faced him steadily.
His eyes were frankly puzzled.
"I'll tell you the truth, so help me," Andy said heavily.