They sauntered up the street and stopped opposite an "all-night" eating-house. "We won't advertise the Concho, this trip," said Corliss, as they entered. Shoop, with his legs curled around the counter stool, sipped his coffee and soliloquized. "Wise old head! Never was a hotel built that was too good for Jack when he's travelin'. And he don't do his thinkin' with his feet, either." The waiter, who had retired to the semi-seclusion of the kitchen, dozed in a chair tilted back against the wall. He was awakened by a voice at the rear door. Shoop straightened up and grinned at Corliss. The waiter vocalized his attitude with the brief assertion that there was "nothin' doin'." "It's him!" said Shoop. "I got the price," came from the unseen. "Then you beat it around to the front," suggested the waiter. Shoop called for another cup of coffee. As the waiter brought it, Sundown, hatless, begrimed, and showing the effects of an unupholstered journey, appeared in the doorway. Shoop turned and stood up. "Well, if it ain't me old pal Buddy!" exclaimed Sundown. "What you doin' in this here burg?" "Why, hello, Hawkins! Where'd you fall from? How's things over to Homer?" Sundown took the hint and fabricated a heart-rending tale of an all-night ride on "a cayuse that had been tryin' to get rid of him ever since he started and had finally piled him as the Flyer tooted for Usher." "You do look kind o' shook-up. Better eat." "I sure got room," said Sundown. "Fetch me a basket of doughnuts and a pail of coffee. That there Fly--cayuse sure left me, but he didn't take me appetite." After the third cup of coffee and the seventh doughnut, Sundown asserted that he felt better. They sauntered out to the street. "How in blazes did you get loose?" queried Shoop, surveying the unkempt adventurer with frank amazement. "Blazes is correct. I clumb out of the window." "Set her on fire?" "Not with mellishus extent, as the judge says. Mebby it was a cigarette. I dunno. First thing I know I was dreamin' I smelt smoke and the dream sure come true. If them bars had been a leetle closter together, I reckon I would be tunin' a harp, right now." "How did you happen to jump our train--and get off here?" asked Corliss. "It was sure lucky," said Sundown, grinning. "I run 'round back of the station and snook up and crawled under the platform in front. I could see everybody hoppin' 'round and I figured I was safer on the job, expectin' they'd be lookin' for me to beat it out of town. Then you fellas come up and stood talkin' right over me head. Bud he says somethin' about eatin' breakfast in Usher, and bein' hungry and likin' good comp'ny, I waits till the train pulls up and crawls under the baggage. And here I be." "We'll have to get you a hat and a coat. We'll stop at the next barber-shop. You wash up and get shaved. We'll wait. Then we'll head for the court-house."