"Heroes aren't usually thieves, are they ?" "Not as a rule," he said, kind of quiet and all the while kicking a stone.
"Well then," I said.
"Well then," he said too.
"Well then, there you are," I spoke up.
"Well then, here we are," he said, with an awful funny smile, "and the question is, where is the little skinny fellow ?" "I guess I can find him without any help from you," I said.
Then he walked away.

Cracky, maybe I couldn't understand Skinny very well, but I sure couldn't understand Bert Winton at all..