Our boss, here, will fix up the business end with you.

He'll go with yuh right now, and stay with yuh till you make good.

And the first crooked move you make--" Andy, in unconscious imitation of the Native Son, shrugged a shoulder expressively and urged Weary by a glance to take the leadership.
"Irish, you come with me.

The rest of you fellows know about what to do.

Andy, I guess you'll have to ride point till I get back." Weary hesitated, looked from Happy Jack to Oleson and the herders, and back to the sober faces of his fellows.