"Are yuh game to try her a whirl?
We haven't got much, but what we've got is yours if you want to tackle it.

We'll be right with you--till hell's no bigger than a bullet ladle." "That's just what holds me back.

I'd certainly hate to lead you up against a losing proposition, boys.

And if I went into it, I'd go in over my eyebrows; if I didn't make good I wouldn't have the price of a tag on a ten-cent sack of Bull Durham when I quit; so I couldn't pay you back--" "Aw, thunder! Think we never set into a poker game in our lives?
Think we're in the habit of hollerin' for our chips back when we lose?
What's the matter with yuh, anyway ?" cried Big Medicine wrathfully.
"Why, of course we share the risk of losing!" Rosemary scowled at him indignantly.

"We'll go in over our eyebrows, too,--and stand on our toes long as we can, to keep our scalp locks showing above water!" Her brown eyes twinkled a swift glance around the table.