'Been studyin' 'bout that blue hoss," he said when we were halfway to the corral. "awful full o'fight, ain't he?"
"Yes, he is," I said, "but he's been letting me feed him some pieces of biscuit this past week."
"No profit a'fightin' a man as ain't lookin' for a fight," he said. Then he spit on the ground and we went on.
I was pretty sure Zeb was telling me that when I'd tried to ride Blueboy before I'd let him know I was looking for a fight and that he'd keep right on fighting me as long as I gave him anything to fight against.
"Takes two to fight." Mr. Batchlett said.
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