But I wa'n't in for no week's cruise, and I told him so.

He said of course not; we'd be home that evenin'.
"The Shootin' Star kept slippin' along.

'Twas a beautiful mornin' and, after a spell, it had its effect, even on a crippled disposition like that banker man's.

He lit up a cigar and begun to get more sociable, in his way.

Commenced to ask me questions about myself.
"By and by he says: 'Berry, I suppose you figger that it's a smart thing to get ten dollars out of me for a trip like this, hey ?' "'Not if it's to last a week, I don't,' says I.
"'It's your lookout if it does,' he says prompt.