That's how good he was! When he was a four year old I was cutting out yearlin's with him, and how--" The loud, cheerful tone fell away to a confidential murmur, Daniels leaned closer, with a smile of prospective humor, but the words which came to Gregg were: "Partner, if I was you I'd get up and git and I wouldn't stop till I put a hell of a long ways between me and this cabin!" It spoke well of Vic's nerve that no start betrayed him.

He bowed his head a little, as though to catch the trend of the jolly story better, nodding.
"What's wrong ?" he muttered back.
"Barry's watchin' you out of the shadow." Then: "You fool, don't look!" But there was method in Vic's raising his head.

He threw it back and broke into laughter, but while he laughed he searched the shadow by the wall where Dan sat, and he felt glimmering eyes fixed steadily upon him.
He dropped his head again, as if to hear more.
"What's it mean, Daniels ?" "You ought to know.

I don't.

But he don't mean you no good.