He doesn't want to give evidence, he says, but he wants to see the law do its work.

Burlingame 'll try to make it out manslaughter; but there's a widow with children to suffer for the manslaughter, just as much as though it was murder, and there isn't a man that doesn't think murder was the game, and the grand joory had that idea too.
"Between Gus Burlingame and that M'Mahon bunch of horse-thieves, the stranger in a strange land 'll have to keep his eyes open, I'm thinkin'." "Divils me darlin', his eyes are open all right," returned Deely.
"Still, I'd like to jog his elbow," Sibley answered reflectively.

"It couldn't do any harm, and it might do good." Deely nodded good-naturedly.

"If you want to so bad as that, John, you've got the chance, for he's up at the Sovereign Bank now.

I seen him leave the Great Overland Railway Bureau ten minutes ago and get away quick to the bank." "What's he got on at the bank and the railway ?" "Some big deal, I guess.