"I'll make it worth your while." "It took me thirty years to raise them whiskers," said the cattleman, stern with rebuke.

"D'you think I could be _hired_ to give 'em up?
It's like givin' up some of myself." "Let them go, then.

You can play the part, whiskers and all.

The rest of you remember that Lawlor is the boss." "And brand that deep," growled Lawlor, looking about with a frown.
He had already stepped into his part; the others laughed loudly.
"Steady there!" called Drew.

"Lawlor starts as boss right now.