CHAPTER XVII
HOW THE PINTO SOLD
The glow of virtuous feeling following the performance of their generous act prepared the men for a keener enjoyment than usual of a night's sport. They had just begun to dispose themselves in groups about the fire for poker and other games when Hi rode up into the light and with him a stranger on Gwen's beautiful pinto pony.
Hi was evidently half drunk and, as he swung himself off his bronco, he saluted the company with a wave of the hand and hoped he saw them "kickin'."
Bill, looking curiously at Hi, went up to the pinto and, taking him by the head, led him up into the light, saying:
"See here, boys, there's that pinto of mine I was telling you about; no flies on him, eh?"
"Hold on there! Excuse me!" said the stranger, "this here hoss belongs to me, if paid-down money means anything in this country."
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