"Good-by," he said.
The tattered man looked at him in gaping amazement.

"Why--why, pardner, where yeh goin' ?" he asked unsteadily.

The youth looking at him, could see that he, too, like that other one, was beginning to act dumb and animal-like.

His thoughts seemed to be floundering about in his head.

"Now--now--look--a--here, you Tom Jamison--now--I won't have this--this here won't do.