ome tough
propositions for you to solve, Joe. Lots of times, when I couldn't see
the way out, I've put it up to you. If I merely say 'thanks, Joe,' and
let it go at that, do you think it will do?"

"Suits me!" Joe's jauntiness was large. "And it goes double on the
rebound. But how--how do you suppose any woman ever came to set a--boy
like that to slipping? Or why didn't he sit down where it was quiet
and figure it all out for himself? One bad guess don't make the whole
world wrong. And say, wouldn't it be lucky, though, if he could meet a
real nice girl about now?"

Steve leaned back and gave way to rare and subdued laughter. It was
much as though he did not want the sound to penetrate to that dark end
room in the shack beyond. And then he was quickly sober-faced again.

"I think he is going to, Joe. I think I may promise that he is likely
to, very, very soon. And it will make a difference--a mighty big
difference for Garry. For, if you don't mind my mentioning the matter
again, in spite of the preachments of many of your novelists to the
contrary, it's just about as Garry has argued it to be. Most men are
just as fine--just as decent--as women demand they shall be."

He lifted the revolver and tossed it negligently across the room. It
struck with a thud in the middle of his own bunk.

"Where did he get that six-shooter? It looks like one of yours?"

"It is," said Joe. "Nothing gaudy nor ornamental, but a right handy
thing. And, there! That's another error I made, ain't it? I reckon
it's going to be difficult for me to get used to the idea of any man
being a dangerous enemy to himself. I gave it to him the first day he
went to work."

Joe's eyes traveled across to the object under discussion.

"Harrigan came back before you did," his explanation seemed to veer to
another quarter. "He was most punctual, I'd say, wouldn't you? He
came in tuned up real melodious on the last load with Big Louie. He
sung big-voiced that night; he's been talkin' big-voiced since, I'm led
to understand." Again that mental shift. "Gun-play always did seem
awful foolish to me--to talk about! When men start to advertisin'
trouble to come, by word o' mouth, it never does worry me particularly.
I just gave your friend the gun to keep around handy, if he should
happen to need it. Did you know he could make the ace of spades look
shopworn and weary at thirty paces with one of those toys? Well, he
can."

Steve sm