Then he slid the guns back in their holsters and felt for his sombrero.
"Manuel wants to see me first, Star Eyes." "No! no!" she replied, stamping upon the floor vehemently.

"You must go now--at once!" "I'd shore look nice hittin' th' trail because Manuel Somebody wants to get hurt, wouldn't I?
Don't yu remember how I used to shinny up this here wall an' skin th' cat gettin' through that hole up there what yu said was a window?
Ah, come on an' open th' door--I'd shore like to see yu again!" pleaded the irrepressible.
"No! no! Go away.

Oh, won't you please go away!" Hopalong sighed audibly and turned his horse.

As he did so he heard the door open and a sigh reached his ears.

He wheeled like a flash and found the door closed again on its chain.