"But I've no business to be.

Right now I don't believe much in the sloppy whine of gratitude or the limber-backed prayer for mercy.

Thankful or not, we get what we get.

Fate hands it out to us; and we may as well take it and keep our mouths shut." "That's the result of cooping yourself in here all day, just thinking and smoking cigarettes," grumbled Dade, himself worried to the point of nervous petulance.

If he could have taken his own riata and fought also, he would have been much nearer his usual calm, humorous self.
"Say, I told Jose the rules you suggested, and he agreed to every one like a gentleman.