"I'll take a look at him after a while, meantime some of you watch him
to see that he doesn't get away. We need him for evidence."
When Bud and Ben had carried the wounded boy into Ted's room and laid
him on the lounge, Bud stood over him regarding him with interest.
"I sorter envy yer, kid," he said at last.
"You can have 'em, but I don't see why you envy me," said Farley.
"I wuz thinkin' how happy you'll be all through these lonesome winter
evenings, pickin' ther shot out o' yer legs."
When Farley had been carried into the house, Ted called Kit to him and
said:
"Kit, I wish you'd ride over to Suggs' ranch and tell Billy Sudden that
his protege is over here with his hide peppered with bird shot, and ask
him to ride over and take a look at him."
During breakfast they related to Stella the story of Song's wolf hunt in
the chicken house, and the result.
Song was as proud as a peacock, and wore "the smile that won't come off"
as he flitted around the table waiting on every one.
"Say, Missee Stella," he said, "Song all samee one cowbloy now, eh? What
you sayee?"
"Yes, Song, you have certainly followed instructions.
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