Ain't that so, fellers ?" The others, thus appealed to, nodded solemnly.
"How'm I goin' t' prove it ?" asked Bill, thus driven into a corner.
"By gettin' Injun t' talk," Charlie answered.

"An' furthermore I'll betcha a can of peaches or a apple pie for each one of this gang, all 'round, that you can't prove it." Canned peaches are regarded as a great luxury in the West, or were at that time, to say nothing of apple pies, and Bill considered the matter.
Moreover, his reputation was at stake, and that was a bigger thing to him than peaches or apple pie either.

After careful thought he spoke.
"I'll have t' go you," he said, "but there's two conditions to this here contest." "Give 'em a name," said Charlie.
"Th' first is, that Injun's gotta be among friends." "We're all his friends," Charlie said.

"Won't we do ?" "Yes, just us an' Whitey, if he's along," Bill agreed.

"The next condition is, that I don't agree t' make Injun talk direct on no subject.