But I would not like it if everybody maybe finds it out that I do that, and makes talk about it." He looked straight at Jim and Sorry, and those two unprepossessing ones looked at each other and at Swan and at the doctor and at each other again, and headed for the door.

But Swan was leaning against it, and his eyes were on them.

"I would like it if you say somebody rides to get the doctor," he hinted quietly.
Sorry looked at Jim.

"I rode like hell," he stated heavily.

"I leave it to Jim." "You shore'n hell did!" Jim agreed, and Swan removed his big form from the door.
"You boys goin' over t' Spirit Canyon ?" Frank wanted to know.
"Yeah," said Sorry, answering for them both, and they went out, giving Swan a sidelong look of utter bafflement as they passed him.