"I am going to ask my father to give me money enough to take me back to Kentucky; for, of course, I can't live here after what I have done.

Before I go, however, I want to tell you, that you and your friends are a set of blockheads.

If I had known that you would be so stupid as to allow those fellows to escape, I shouldn't have had any thing to do with you.

Good-by, Joaquin." "Not quite so fast, my lad," said the Ranchero, seizing Arthur's horse by the bridle.

"You are worth as much to us as the others." "What do you mean ?" exclaimed Arthur.
"I mean that you are a prisoner, and that you must stay here with us.