And your nerves are in league with your brain.

If you go on smoking cigarettes you won't have any brain.

Or, if you do, it will be one that will have you howling with fear all the time.

Why don't you drop the miserable things when you find they're driving you out of your heads" "Perh-h-h-haps I will," muttered the boy.
After an early supper, Jim Ferrers rode away.

He offered to leave his rifle in camp, but Tom protested.
"I'd feel responsible for the thing if you left it here, you know, Jim.