Then the rancher appeared at the door.

"How's this bunk suit you ?" "Much too fine for an old-timer like me," replied Wade.
"Old-timer! Say, you're young yet.

Look at me.

Sixty-eight last birthday! Wal, every dog has his day....

What're you needin' to fix this bunk comfortable like ?" "Reckon I don't need much." "Wal, you've beddin' an' cook outfit.