And here you are, feeling your oats, eh?
and not caring any particular G-d d--n if school keeps or not." "Show Mr.Steptoe--the whiskey," said Demorest to Stacy.

Then quietly addressing Dick, but ignoring Steptoe as completely as Steptoe had ignored his unfortunate companion, he said, "You quite startled us at first.

We did not see you come up the trail." "No.

We came up the back trail to please Steptoe, who wanted to see round the cabin," said Dick, glancing nervously yet with a forced indifference towards the whiskey which Stacy was offering to the stranger.
"What yer gettin' off there ?" said Steptoe, facing Dick almost brutally.
"YOU know your tangled legs wouldn't take you straight up the trail, and you had to make a circumbendibus.

Gosh! if you hadn't scented this licker at the top you'd have never found it." "No matter! I'm glad you DID find it, Dick," said Demorest, "and I hope you'll find the liquor good enough to pay you for the trouble." Barker stared at Demorest.