Do yer see them cow-ponies hitched ter the rack alongside o' the Red Dog?
Well, they've been thar fer a matter o' three hours, I reckon, an' their riders ain't liable ter leave as long as thar's any excitement in town.
They're XL men, and mostly drunk by this time.

It's my aim ter get a leg over one o' them animals.

How does that notion strike you ?" Westcott shook his head doubtfully, his eyes still on those distant specks.

The prospect looked practically hopeless.
"You don't think it can be done?
Well now listen.

Here's my scheme, an' I reckon it'll work.