He slid down again with a welt on his neck.
"That's somebody else now.

He oughter a done better'n that," he said.
Billy had fired as Johnny started to slide and he smoothed his aggrieved chum.

"He could onct, yu means." "Did yu git him ?" asked the anxious Johnny, rubbing his welt.

"Plum' center," responded the business-like Billy.

"Go up agin, mebby I kin git another," he suggested tentatively.
"Mebby you kin go to blazes.