"Two mules," amended the dealer. "Which is worse than one," he added thoughtfully.
"We oughta put four men in that 'dobe—" began Dad persistently.
"An' will you shut up about that 'dobe an' yore four men?" snapped Lefty. "Can't you say nothin' less 'n it's about that mud hut?"
Jimmy smiled maddeningly at the irritated crowd. "As I was sayin' before you all interrupted me, I 'll feel hurt—"
"You will; an' quick!" snapped Carter. "You quit gougin' that counter!"
Bill craned his neck to examine the carving, and forthwith held out a derisively pointing forefinger.
"Cayuse?" he inquired sarcastically. "Looks more like th' map of th' United States, with some almost necessary parts missin'. Your geography musta been different from mine."
The artist smiled brightly. "Here 's a man with imagination, th' emancipator of thought. It's crude an' untrained, but it's there. Imagination is a hopeful sign, for it is only given to
