You can ask anybody!" "Well, that's what he said, anyhow.

We certainly didn't know you was a gambler when we offered to give you a benefit.

We certainly never dreamed you'd queer us like that.

But you'll do us the favor to lend us your car, won't you?
You wouldn't refuse that, and see me and little Junior languishin' in jail when you know in your heart--" "Aw, take the darn car!" muttered Casey distractedly, and hobbled into the garage office where he knew Bill kept liniment.
Five minutes, perhaps, after that, Casey opened the office door wide enough to fling out an assortment of straps and two crutches.
The show lady turned and made a motion which Casey mentally called a pounce.

"Oh, thank you, Mister! We certainly wouldn't want to go off and forget these props.