I ain't going to keep that hoss, and I'll pay a hundred dollars for the use of her for one day.

I'll bring or send her back safe and sound, tomorrow.

Here's the money.

One of you gents, that's a friend of Doone, take it for him." Not a hand was stretched out; every head shook in negation.
"I'm too fond of the little life that's left to me," said the old fellow.

"I won't rent out that hoss for him.