"Why, darn it," exclaimed Bill, "he didn't sign his name, after all." "No," said Dick, "but I c'n give a putty near guess who he is, all the same." "Some drummer ?" suggested Bill.
"Naw," said Richard scornfully.

"What 'd a drummer be doin' here this time o' year?
That's the feller that's ousted Chet Timson, an' I'll bet ye the drinks on't.

Name's Linx or Lenx, or somethin' like that.

Dave told me." "So that's the feller, is it ?" said Bill.

"I guess he won't stay 'round here long.