I am curious, too.

I'll give you a chance." Aloud he reminded the stranger pointedly, "I said we might use you if you could ride." Patches smiled his self-mocking smile, evidently appreciating his predicament.

"And I said," he retorted, "that I didn't see why I couldn't." Phil turned to his grinning but respectful helpers.

"Bring out that bay with the blazed face." "Great Snakes!" ejaculated Curly to Bob, as they reached the gate leading to the adjoining corral.

"His name is Patches, all right, but he'll be pieces when that bay devil gets through with him, if he can't ride.