"But he done it--old Pringle--John Wesley Pringle--liar and cur-dog too! We'll discuss the cur-dog later.
Now, about the liar.

You're mighty certain, seems to me.

Why?
How do you know I'm lying?
For I am lying--I'll not deceive you.

I'm lying; you know I'm lying; I know that you know I'm lying: and you apprehend clearly that I am aware that you are cognizant of the fact that I am fully assured that you know I am lying.

Just like that! What a very peculiar set of happenstances! I am a nervous woman and this makes my head go round!" "The worst day's work you ever did for yourself," said the angry sheriff, "was when you butted into this business." "Yes, yes; go on.