 In the house of the man who has been hanged, you do not mention the rope. Peddler, where are you heading? The Crazy Y, senor. I'll ride with you if you don't mind. Why not? Even in the grave a man likes company. Well, Peddler, you won't do much business at the Crazy Y. Boys don't get paid till the end of the month. There ain't so much as a Mexican dollar in the whole spread. My friend, I travel without portfolios.