"We're only living some of Luck's big minutes he used to tell about." Luck looked around at them and grinned a little.

"Part of the business, boys," he said.

"Think of the picture stuff there is in this storm!" "Why, sure!" Weary responded with exaggerated cheerfulness.

"I've been freezing artistically ever since daylight.

Darn me for leaving my old sourdough coat at home when I hit for the land of orange blossoms and singing birds and sunshine." "Aw, gwan! I never was warm a minute in Los Angeles except when I got hot at the Acme.