An' them that's speared right off is the lucky ones." "Not one of us must fall into their hands," muttered the officer, thinking of Clara.
"Cap, that's so," returned Texas grimly.

"When I fight Injuns, I never empty my revolver.

I keep one barl for myself.

You'd better do the same.
Furthermore, thar oughter be somebody detailed to shute the women folks when it comes to the last pinch.

I say this as a friend." As a friend! It was the utmost stretch of Texas Smith's humanity and sympathy.