"I packed him down into one of them sink holes and untied his feet and left him to scramble out best way he can.

It'll take him longer'n it took me.

Having the use of your hands helps quite a lot.

And the use of your mouth to cuss a little.
But he'll make it in an hour or two--I'm afraid." He looked at Bud, a half-shamed tenderness in his eyes.

"It sure was hard to leave him like I did.