"You found the tramp pow'ful lazy, didn't ye ?" "I found a heap more in him than in some that call themselves smart," said Dr.West, unconsciously setting up an irritable defense of the absent one.

"Hurry up that horse!" The foreman vanished.

The Doctor put on a pair of leather leggings, large silver spurs, and a broad soft-brimmed hat, but made no other change in his usual half-professional conventional garb.

He then went to the window and glanced in the direction of the highway.

Now that his son was gone, he felt a faint regret that he had not prolonged the interview.