I was trailin' that old Crusoe hombre so clost I didn't git
time to set up and take in the scenery."
In his eagerness to re-read the story Pete had forgotten about the
wager. Owen's eyes twinkled as he studied Pete's face. "We had a
bet--" said Owen.
"That's right! I plumb forgot about that. You said you bet me a new
hat that I'd ask you for another book. Well--what you grinnin' at,
anyhow? 'Cause you done stuck me for a new lid? Oh, I git you! You
said _another_ book, and I'm wantin' to read the same one over again.
Shucks! I ain't goin' to fore-foot you jest because you rid into a
loop layin' in the tall grass where neither of us seen it."
"I lose on a technicality. I ought to lose. Now if I had bet you a
new hat that you would want to keep on reading instead of that you'd
ask for _another_ book--"
"But this ain't no law court, Jim. It was what you was meanin' that
counts."
"Serves me right. I was preaching to you about education--and I'm game
to back up the idea--even if I did let my foot slip. Come on over to
Jennings's with me and I'll get that hat.
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