My name's Leffingwell, Seth Leffingwell, an' I live here alone, 'ceptin' my old woman, Mandy.

All we ask of people is to let us be.

Lots of us in the mountain feel that way.

Let them lowlanders shoot one another up ez long ez they please, but up here there ain't no slaves, an' there ain't nothin' else to fight about." The stable was a good one, better than usual in that country.

Dick saw stalls for four horses, but no horses.