He was out again in a moment, then laughingly he dragged the aching Texan from his couch.
"Under you go," he insisted, "or I'll wet down your whole Japanese flower garden." "Some pajamas, ain't they?
I got a dozen pairs," Buddy said, proudly.
"Quick! If you think I'll consent to hang around a lonesome hotel while you sleep, you're mistaken.

I can't tell you how glad I am to run into you, Buddy.

I'm dying to have a riotous time." "Eh ?" Briskow turned an inquiring face to the speaker.
"I've been hibernating in the wilderness, sucking my paw and living off my fat, like a bear.

I want you to shown me this town." A bath, a brisk rubdown, and breakfast put Buddy in fairly good fettle once more; so marked was his improvement, in fact, that Gray envied him his glorious gift of youth.
"Flying pretty high, aren't you ?" the elder man inquired, with a wave of the hand that took in the expensive suite.
"Well, I ain't exactly broke." "True.

But I know what these rooms cost.