If you offered me all the gold dug in these mountains since they were discovered, I could only say what I have said before.

You came from Sylvester's ranch--there is time for you to get back ere the snow begins." "What a hospitable man you are! Upon my word, Gundry, you deserve to have a medal from our Humane Society.

You propose to turn me out of doors to-night, with a great fall of snow impending ?" "Sir, the fault is entirely your own.

What hospitality can you expect after coming to buy my guest?
If you are afraid of the ten-mile ride, my man at the mill will bed you.

But here you must not sleep, because I might harm you in the morning.