I'm right glad to see you." He stuck out his right hand, but it appeared that Calumet did not notice it, for he laughed as he replaced the pistol in its holster.
"Same here," he said.

"If you're passin' the Lazy Y any time, drop in an' visit.

I'm fixin' her up a few--enough so's I can live in the old shack." Taggart had noted with a lowering frown Calumet's omission of the proffered handshake, but the cordial good nature of the smile on the latter's face was unmistakable, and he grinned in reply.
"I'll sure do that," he said.
"I'll be right glad to have you," said Calumet.

"Come tomorrow--in the afternoon--any time." "You reckonin' on bein' the boss now ?" questioned Taggart.
Some emotion flickered Calumet's eyelashes.

"You've said somethin'," he returned; "nobody's runnin' me." He turned and walked to Dade, who had been watching him with wrath and astonishment.
"Drinkin' ?" suggested Taggart.