I know I must be getting horribly burned out here in this hot sun.

I shall always be so grateful to you both." The two radiant knights walked together toward the road, neither uttering a word.

McNeil whistled carelessly, and Moffat gazed intently at the distant hills.

Just beyond the gate, and without so much as glancing toward his companion, the latter turned and strode up one of the numerous diverging trails.

McNeil halted and stared after him in surprise.
"Ain't you--eh--goin' on down town ?" "I reckon not.