"But I've got a heap more respect for him than I have for you, yuh damn', low-down brute.

I'd ought to kill yuh like I would a coyote.

Yuh throw your traps together and light out uh here, before I forget and shoot yuh up.

There ain't room in this camp for you and me no more." The Pilgrim backed, eying Billy malevolently.

"I never done nothing," he defended sullenly.