Better tie it ter yer pommel, I reckon, so's ter leave both yer hands free--yer might hav' need fer 'em.

We'll tend ter mountin' the gurls, an' then all ye'll hav' ter do will be ter lead off.

Thar won't be no talkin' done yere.

Better walk the hosses till yer git crost the crick, so the sojers won't hear yer.

Got that ?" "I reckon I hav', an' sense 'nough ter know it without bein' told.