Trouble with Deception

I don't believe it's our ring. I know this llama. I believe you're right. No, see. Hello, Johnum Downstone. This is Lomond Abner. And now, let's see what's going on down in Pine Ridge. In order to avoid taking the sister Simpson to the school social last Friday, Lom pretended to have a broken leg.

Abner spread the news of the fake accident to such an extent that Lomond has been forced to keep his leg in splints. Yesterday, Squireskemp climaxed the situation by insisting that Lumb put in the claim for disability on his accident insurance policy.

Today as we look at home a little community, we find Lumb down at the Jocken Down Store. After his just entering. Hey, oh, uh, come in, Abner. Well, I'll be dull. What are you doing down here, sir?

Well, uh, couldn't sleep, so I just come on down, opened up the store. Might as well spend the night down here for sleep and land. Didn't you sleep good? Never closed eye all night long.

Well, no wonder, Lon, you got the help, son. You know, you got to close your eyes. Well, I mean, I never slept now. What's the matter? Was your leg bothering you? My leg. Oh, of course. I forgot it ain't showing up broke.

Since you've been wearing them bandages and using them crutches, I forget myself sometimes. Well, you better forget all the time. You're gonna let it slip around here one of these days, that it ain't broke, and then I am into it.

Join us. I ain't told a soul. That's one reason I couldn't sleep. I got to thinking about that accident, Paul, I think. If I take that $100 from that insurance company, I'm liable to go to the penitentiary.