At any rate they're not bothering us just now.

How're you feeling, Mr.Mason ?" "Fine, except that my face still burns." "We'll have to hold up a Confederate house somewhere and get oil of pennyroyal.

That'll cure you, but I guess you've learned now, Mr.
Mason, that mosquitoes in a southern swamp are just about as deadly as bullets." "So they are, Sergeant, and this is not my first experience.

Luck has been terribly against me this trip, but it turned when I met you last night." "Yes, Mr.Mason.In this case two rifles are better than one.

We're prowling right through the heart of the Confederacy, but I'm thinking we'll make it.