"Gimme half a dollar, and I'll tell you where your horses are.

Gimme half a dollar.

Gimme half a dollar, and I'll tell you." An instant later, with the half-dollar in his hand, he said: "They're up to the shed of the Meetin' House." "Yes, go along up to the Meetin' House, Mr.Mazarine," said one of the miscreants who had driven the horses there.

"They're holding a post-mortem on you at the prayer meetin'.

They say you're dead in trespasses and sins.