Billy, because long living on the range made silence easy, smoked and said nothing.
"Mr.Boyle," began Dill at last, in the hesitating way that he had used when Billy first met him, "you say you know this country, and have worked at cattle-raising for a good many years--" "Twelve," supplemented Charming Billy.

"Turned my first cow when I was sixteen." "So you must be perfectly familiar with the business.

I frankly admit that I am not familiar with it.

You say you are at present out of employment and so I am thinking seriously of offering you a position myself, as confidential adviser if you like.

I really need some one who can accompany me about the country and keep me from such deplorable blunders as was yesterday's experience.