"He bit me!" "Well, take 'im down an' set on him, then.

I tell yuh, boys, this is rich--" "You give that back here, or I'll murder yuh!" a full-throated young voice cried hoarsely.
"Here, quit yore kickin'!" Bill admonished.
"Go on, Bud; the boys have got to hear it--it's _rich_!" "Yeh--shut up, Johnny! Po'try is wrote to be read--go on, Bud.

Start 'er over again.

I never got to hear half of it on account of Johnny's cussin'.

Go on--I got him chewin' on my hat now.