No relation to you, I guess.

I suppose fellows call you Clint, don't they ?" "Yes." "All right, Clint, let's mosey back and have some dinner.

I had a remarkably early repast this morning and feel as though I could trifle with some real food." "So do I," replied Clint as he climbed down.

"I had my breakfast at half-past six." "Great Scott! What for ?" "The train got in at six and there was nothing else to do.

I got here before nine." "You did?
I thought I was one of the early Byrds--Joke! Get it ?--but I didn't sight the Dear Old School until after ten.