"I do believe the idiot's struck with a palsy." Hannah leaned forward and touched her fellow-sufferer on the arm.

"Sshh, shh, Caleb!" she said.

"Don't holler so.

I don't blame you for hollerin' and--and I declare I don't know as I much blame you for swearin', though I never thought I'D live to say a thing like that.

But it ain't the horse deserves to be sworn at.