Now, the question is, do I know or don't I know?
Do you think you can decide it for me stranger ?" It was impossible for Dick or the sergeant to take offense.

The man's gaze was perfectly frank and open and his eyes twinkled as he spoke.
The boy with him smiled widely, showing both rows of his powerful white teeth.
"We can't decide it until we know you better," said Dick in a light tone.
"I'm willin' to tell you who I am.

My name is Sam Jarvis, an' this lunkhead here is my nephew, Ike Simmons, the son of my sister, who keeps my house.

Now I want to tell you, young stranger, that since this war began and the Yankees and the Johnnies have taken a notion to shoot up one another, people who would never have thought of doin' it before, have come wanderin' into these mountains.

But you can get a hint about 'em sometimes.