"I hadn't thought of that.

Say, you seem like a white sort o' feller.

Tell you what I'll just do with you.

O' course, I was thinkin' you'd win the whole outfit, saddle an' all.

I think a heap o' my saddle, an' long's you ain't got no saddle yet that you have got used to, like, it don't make much difference to you if you get another saddle.