MATT IS DOING PAPERWORK WHEN CHESTER ERRUPTS INTO THE ROOM.

Mr. Dillon! Looka here, no limp!

(not looking up)

What?

Look at my leg! No limp any more!

By Jove, you're right!

Jove?

Just an expression, Chester.

What in tarnation, to use a Doc word, happened to your bum leg?

I don't know! I was just getting out of bed this morning and I happened to reach above my head for my hat, which I had left on the end of my bed, when I felt this twitch in my shoulder and the pain sort of shot down both legs and even made my toenails kind of twitch and then -

Chester! Enough already. Hey, I'm glad you're fixed now, for whatever reason.

Do you think you feel well enough to ride way out to the Chisolm place to serve some court papers?

Papers? What's going on there?

Seems Buddy Chisolm tried to steal the deed to the neighboring ranch - you know, the Martin place - and sell off small lots one by one to folks way over in Parson County when their dam broke and flooded so much of the crop land and then those people -

Mr. Dillon! Enough! I'll ride out there.

(taken aback)

I beg your pardon!?

Well, I can ride. My leg, even before the problem mysteriously vanished, when I was just getting out of bed this morning and I happened to reach above my head for my hat, which I had left on the end of my bed, when I felt this twitch in my shoulder and the pain sort of shot down both legs and even made my toenails kind of twitch and then -

Git!