"Please don't kill me off when you get that pie swallowed," he began pacifically.

"Strange as it may seem, I believe you, Andy.

What I want to know is this: Who owns them Dots?
And what are they chasing all over the Flying U range for?
It looks plumb malicious, to me.

Did you find out anything about 'en, Andy, while you--er--while they--" His eyes twinkled and betrayed him for an arrant pretender.

(Pink was not afraid of anything on earth--least of all Andy Green.) "I will kill yuh by inches, if I hear any remarks out of yuh that ain't respectful," Andy promised, thawing to his normal tone, which was pleasant to the ear.