girls can do. If Hopalong goes up against this he 'll offer you a hundred a month an' throw Blinky in to wash th' dishes. But he 'd have to 'point me guard, or you would n't have no time to do no cookin'."
"You 'd make a fine guard," she retorted.
"Don't believe it, huh? Jus' wait till you know me better."
"How do you know I 'm going to?"
"I 'm a good guesser. Jus' put a li'l pepper right there on that yalla spot. Say, any chance to get a job in this town?"
"Why, I don't know."
"Goin' to stay long?"
"I can't say. I won't go till Mrs. Olmstead is well."
"Not meanin' no harm to Mrs. Olmstead, of course—but you don't have to go, do you?"
"I do as I please."
"So I was thinkin'. Now, 'bout that job: any chance? Any ranches near here?"
"Several. But they want men. Are you a real cowboy?"
