"It's mine, and the boys have been acting the fool with it." "Yeh?
They have ?" Selmer turned from the first page and read the second without any apparent emotion.

"You write that ?" Johnny flushed.

"Yes, sir, I did.

Do you mind letting--" "That what I heard them yawping here in the corral ?" Selmer folded the paper with care, his fingers smoothing out the wrinkles and pausing to observe the place where Mary V had torn off a corner.
"Poets and song birds on the pay roll, eh?
Thought I hired you boys to handle horses." Having folded the papers as though they were to be placed in an envelope, Sudden held the verses out to Johnny.

"As riders," he observed judicially, "I know just about what you boys are worth to me.