They had the kid baited with that flyin' machine, so he wouldn't have no eyes for anything else.

And he was _here_, so you wouldn't be worryin' none about the stock.

And they've been helpin' theirselves at their own convenience--like Mary V would put it.

I dunno, but that's the way I figger it.

And I don't guess, Mr.Selmer, you'll see none of yore hawses again, unless mebby it's the last ones they took.