If you can just let it go that way, or say that you are prospecting over here, I wish you would.

Think you can manage that all right ?" "I'd rather manage a six-horse team of bronk mules," Casey admitted.
"But after the way the missus thinks I lied to 'er about takin' the next train home from Barstow, anything I say 'll be used agin' me.

My wife's got brains.

She ain't put it down that the trains have quit runnin'.

Accordin' to her figures, Casey's lied and he's in a hole again, an' it'll be up to her an' Jack to run windlass an' pull 'im out.