He's got a fine constitution and mebbe the buckshot was pretty clean.

I've washed them out well." "To think of men shot down like dogs for speaking of their country.
It's horrible! It's wicked! It's monstrous." "Faith, the English don't know what else to do with them, Miss.

It's no use arguin' with the like of him.

That man lyin' on that bed 'ud talk the hind-foot off a heifer.

The only way to kape the likes of him quiet is to shoot him, and begob they have." "I heard you, doctor," came from the bed.