He grinned at me when he turned the black into the corral.
"'Does that cayuse look busted ?' he said.
"I allowed he had that appearance, an' he laughed.
"'I've give Betty Blackleg,' he said.

'I've got tired of him.'" Betty's disappointment showed in her eyes; she had suspected that Calumet had had another reason.

She had hoped-- "I reckon, though, that that wasn't his real reason," continued Dade; "he wasn't showin' all of his hand there." "What makes you think that ?" asked Betty, trying not to blush.
"Well," said Dade, "I was walkin' round the stable a while ago, just nosin' around without any purpose, an' walkin' slow.

When I got to the corner, not makin' any noise, I saw Calumet standin' in front of the stable door, talkin'.

There was nobody around him--nothin' but Blackleg, an' so I reckon he was talkin' to Blackleg.