But as for being off, why I don't mean it noway.

I've got a bargain to strike with you, and it is jist a matter to take the tiger-cat out of you,--it is, d--n it: and when you've heard it, you'll be in no sich hurry to get rid of me.

But, afore we begin, I've jist got a matter to ax you: and that is,--how the h---- you cleared the old Piankeshaw and his young uns ?" "If you have anything to propose to me," said Roland, smothering his wrath as well as he could, though scarce hoping assistance or comfort of any kind from the man who had done him so much injury, "propose it, and be brief, and trouble me with no questions." "Well now," said Doe, "a civil question might as well have a civil answer! If you killed the old feller and the young-uns, you needn't be ashamed of it; for cuss me, I think all the better of you for it; for it's not every feller can kill three Injuns that has him in the tugs, by no means no-how.

But, I reckon, the ramscallions took to the liquor?
(Injuns will be Injuns, there's no two ways about it!) and you riz on 'em, and so paid 'em up scot and lot, according to their desarvings?
You couldn't have done a better thing to make me beholden: for, you see, I had the giving of you up to 'em, and I felt bad,--I did, d--n me, for I knew the butchers would burn you, if they got you to the Wabash--I did, captain, and I had bad thoughts about it.

But it was a cussed mad notion of you, following us, it was, there's no denying! Howsomever, I won't talk of that.