Come daylight, we'll have him cornered, every man behind a bowlder.

If he shows up he's our meat; if he don't we'll starve him out." "And suppose he isn't there ?" said Creagan.

"What would we look like, watching an empty cave two or three days ?" "What do we look like now?
Give you three guesses," retorted Nueces.
"And how'd we look rushin' that empty cave if it didn't happen to be empty?
Excuse me! I'd druther get three grand heehaws and a tiger for bein' ridiculous than to have folks tiptoe by a-whisperin': 'How natural he looks!' I been a pretty tough old bird in my day--but goin' up a tunnel after Kitty Foy ain't my idea of foresight." "Some man--some good man, too--will have to stay here and stand guard on the Major and this fresh guy, Pringle," said the sheriff thoughtfully.

"He'll get his slice of the money, of course." "You'll find a many glad to take that end of the job; for," said Nueces River, "it is in my wise old noddle some of us are going to be festerin' in Abraham's bosom before we earn that reward money.

Leave Applegate--he's in bad shape for climbing anyway; bruise on his belly big as a washpan." "Bronc' bucked me over on the saddle horn," explained Applegate.
"Sure, I'll stay.