He says to Boggs, mighty ca'm and slow--he says: "I'm tired of this, but I'll endure it till one o'clock.

Till one o'clock, mind--no longer.

If you open your mouth against me only once after that time you can't travel so far but I will find you." Then he turns and goes in.

The crowd looked mighty sober; nobody stirred, and there warn't no more laughing.

Boggs rode off blackguarding Sherburn as loud as he could yell, all down the street; and pretty soon back he comes and stops before the store, still keeping it up.