You both care fer each other and are unhappy about it.

Now, you don't know Betty, and she keeps misunderstandin' you." "For Heaven's sake! Wetzel, if you know anything tell me.

Love her?
Why, the words are weak! I love her so well that an hour ago I would have welcomed death at Miller's hands only to fall and die at her feet defending her.

Your words set me on fire.

What right have you to say that?
How do you know ?" The hunter leaned forward and put his hand on Alfred's shoulder.