Now hurry back to school and say you met me, but that I was in a great hurry.

I reckon I may have been rather rough to the priests." They had reached the lower road again, and Steptoe silently unhitched his horse.

"Good-by," he said, as he laid his hand on the boy's arm.
"Good-by, dad." He mounted his horse slowly.

"Well," he said smilingly, looking down the road, "you ain't got anything more to say to me, have you ?" "No, dad." "Nothin' you want ?" "Nothin', dad." "All right.

Good-by." He put spurs to his horse and cantered down the road without looking back.