They haven't started to pan out any dirt--they haven't done a thing, it looks like, but lay around in the shade.

I must say I don't sabe their play.

And the worst of it is," he added desperately, "a fellow can't do anything." "I'm going to break out pretty darned sudden," Jack observed calmly.
"I feel it coming on." He smiled, but there was a look of steel in his eyes.
Good Indian glanced at him sharply.
"Now, you fellows' listen to me," he said.

"This thing is partly my fault.

I could have prevented it, maybe, if I hadn't been so taken up with my own affairs.