It would have been a trifle too grandiloquent had he not been laughing.
"He's going through with it," said Corson, shivering and chuckling at the same time.

"He's going to try Rickety.

They look like one and the same kind to me--two reckless devils, that hoss and Red Jim Perris!" "Is there real danger ?" asked Marianne.
Corson regarded her with pity.
"Rickety _can_ be rode, they say," he answered, "but I disremember anybody that's done it.

Look! He's a man-killer that hoss!" Perris had stepped a little too close and the piebald thrust out at him with reaching teeth and striking forefoot.

The man leaped back, still laughing.
"Cool, all right," said Corson judicially.