But she told Soapy here that she was lookin' for local color.

Wanted to know if he was it.

Since then Soapy's been using a right smart lot of soap, tryin' to rub some color into his face." Color was in Soapy's face now.

He sat directly opposite the slender youth and his cheeks were crimson.
"I reckon if you'd keep to the truth----" he began.

But Skinny has passed on to the next.
"An' there's Dexter.