And all the range stuff, yuh said--ten thousand head, and--" "I believe he is reserving some thoroughbred stock which he has bought in the last year or two.

The stock on the range--the regular range grade-stock--all goes, as well as the saddle-horses." "Must be the widow said yes and wants him to settle down and be a gentle farmer," decided Billy after a moment.
"We will meet him in Hardup to-night or to-morrow," Dill observed, as if he were anxious to decide the matter finally.

"Do you think we would better buy ?" It was one of his little courteous ways to say "we" in discussing a business transaction, just as though Billy were one of the firm.
"Buy?
You bet your life we'll buy! I wisht the papers was all signed up and in your inside pocket right now, Dilly.

I'm going to get heart failure the worst kind if there's any hitch.

Lord, what luck!" "Then, we will consider the matter as definitely settled," said Dill, with a sigh of satisfaction.