She rose and asked, "Where can I sleep ?" "I'll fetch a light presently an' y'u can make your bed in there by Tad," replied Colter.
"Yes, I'd like that." "Wal, if y'u reckon y'u can coax him to talk you're shore wrong," declared Colter, with that cold timbre of voice that struck like steel on Ellen's nerves.

"I cussed him good an' told him he'd keep his mouth shut.

Talkin' makes him cough an' that fetches up the blood....
Besides, I reckon I'm the one to tell y'u how your dad an' uncle got killed.

Tad didn't see it done, an' he was bad hurt when it happened.
Shore all the fellars left have their idee aboot it.

But I've got it straight." "Colter--tell me now," cried Ellen.
"Wal, all right.