Shake!" "So are you, Yank.

There's nothin' wrong with you 'cept that you happened to get on the wrong side, an' I don't hold that ag'in you.

I guess it was an innercent mistake." "Good-bye." "Good-bye.

Keep straight ahead an' you'll strike that camp of yourn that we're goin' to take in the mornin'.

Gosh, how it rains!" Dick retained his idea of direction, and he walked straight through the darkness toward the Northern camp.