They'd have got my saddle, too, only--only they didn't seem to want it.

There's still charity in the world, after all--some guys don't want everything.

So I'm considerin' the saddle a gift.

It's likely, though, that they thought that if they left me the saddle I'd go right out an' rustle me another job an' earn some more coin an' come back an' hand that over, too.

But they've got me wrong.