"Meantime, we'll see if I can't find a place that will hold you." "Jamieson," he called out an instant later; "Clayton; come here.
Take the roll of these men," he went on.

"If any of them want to drop the thing at this point and go back, let them give parole.
They'll have to agree to leave and never come back here again." "That's an outrage!" broke out the northern leader.

"You and your band of ruffians--you talk as though you owned this state, as though this river weren't made as a highway of this continent.
Don't you know that not even a river can be owned by an entire state ?" "We own this part of it to-day," rejoined Dunwody simply.

"This is our judiciary.

These are our legislators whom you see." He slapped his rifle stock, touched a revolver butt at his belt.