I wished he'd broken his neck before we ever saw him.
Next thing I saw was Starlight being brought in, handcuffed, between two troopers, and looking as if he'd ridden a long way.

He was just as easy-going and devil-may-care as ever.

He said to one of the troopers-- 'Here we are at last, and I'm deuced glad of it.

It's perfectly monstrous you fellows haven't better horses.

You ought to make me remount agent, and I'd show you the sort of horses that ought to be bought for police service.