What odds is it to you who I married, anyhow ?" "What odds?
Why look here, Considine, it means that my old mother will be turned out of her home.

That's some odds to me, isn't it ?" "Yairs, that's right enough, Mister," said the courteous Considine; "it's lots of odds to you, but what I ask you is--what odds is it to me?
Why should I go and saddle myself with a she-devil just when I'm coming into a bit of money?
I'd walk miles to do her a bad turn." "Well, if you want to do her a bad turn, come down and block her getting Mr.Grant's estate." "Yes, an' put her on to meself What next?
I tell you, Mister, straight, I wouldn't have that woman tied to me for all the money in China.

That English bloke said there was a big fortune for me in England.

Well, if I have to take Peggy Donohoe with it, it can stay.

I'll live here with the blacks and the buffalo shooters, and I'll get my livin' for meself, same as I got it all my life; but take on Peggy again I will not.