“Travis placed his hand flat on against his chest. “I’m almost hurt by that remark. Surely you’ve told him what a great bunch of fellas we are, and what great cowhands we are?” “I haven’t had the chance. Travis is right though,” said the Southerner, turning toward Wyn. “They are top cowhands, it’s only when they get around pretty girls their brains start to go all mushy.”
