"You're goin' a leetle too far.

I don't let no man, nor boy neither, charge me with lyin', if he is my cousin, I don't stand that, nohow." There was something in Abner's tone which convinced Fitzgerald that he was in earnest, and that he himself must take care not to go too far.
"I don't wish to have anything more to say to you," said Fitz." "I say, boys," said Abner, turning to the crowd who had now formed a circle around the cousins, "I leave it to you if it aint mean for Fitz to treat me in that way.

If he was to come to my house, that aint the way I'd treat him." "Come, Fitz," said Tom, "you are not behaving right.

I would not treat my cousin that way." "He isn't my cousin, and you know it," said Fitz, stamping with rage.
"I wish I wasn't," said Abner.

"If I could have my pick, I'd rather have him," indicating Tom.