I'm ready to go." Jack pulled on a boot and stamped his foot snugly into it.

"What's more, I'm going!" "You'll eat, first, won't you ?" Jack passed over the sarcasm.

"No, sir, I won't.

I'm not going to swallow another mouthful on this ranch.

I held myself down till that damned fiesta was over, because I didn't want folks to say I was scared off.