What business is it of yours who we are ?" "Judgin' by your looks you're not peaceful travelers at all.

Besides these ain't peaceful times an' we take the right to demand who you are.
If you come on another foot, I shoot." The sergeant's tones were sharp with resolve.
"Your name!" he continued.
"Ramsdell, David Ramsdell," replied the leader of the band.
"That's a lie," said Sergeant Whitley.

"Your name is Bill Skelly, an' you're a mountaineer from Eastern Kentucky, claimin' to belong first to one side and then to the other as suits you." "Who says so ?" exclaimed Skelly defiantly.
The sergeant beckoned Dick, who rode forward a little.
"I do," said the boy in a loud, clear voice.

"My name is Dick Mason, and I live at Pendleton in Kentucky.

I saw you more than once before the war, and I know that you tried to burn down the house of Colonel Kenton there, and kill him and his friends.