JOHNNY WOULD DO STUNTS Bland woke him, just as day was coming.

A new Bland, fresh shaven,--with Johnny's razor,--and with a certain languid animation in his manner that was in sharp contrast to his extreme dejection of the night before.
"Thought I'd come out and see if you was going to make a flight this morning," he said.

"It's a good morning for it, bo.

How's she working, these days?
Old man at the ranch wouldn't let me try her out after I'd fixed her up; said you was too sick to have the motor going.
So I couldn't be sure I'd made a good job of it.

Give you any trouble ?" Johnny sat up and knuckled his eyes, his mouth wide open in a capital O.