Where might you be travelin' ?" "We are bound for the mines on the Yuba River." "That's a long way off." "Yes, it's four or five days' ride." "I've been there, and I don't like it.

It's too hard work for a gentleman." This was uttered in such a magnificent tone of disdain that Joe was rather amused at the fellow.

In his red shirt and coarse breeches, and brown, not overclean skin, he certainly didn't look much like a gentleman in the conventional sense of that term.
"It's all well enough to be a gentleman if you've got money to fall back on," remarked Joshua sensibly.
"Is that personal ?" demanded the Pike County man, frowning and half rising.
"It's personal to me," said Joshua quietly.
"I accept the apology," said the newcomer, sinking back upon the turf.
"I hain't apologized, as I'm aware," said Joshua, who was no craven.
"You'd better not rile me, stranger," said the Pike man fiercely.
"You don't know me, you don't.

I'm a rip-tail roarer, I am.

I always kill a man who insults me." "So do we," said Joe quietly.
The Pike County man looked at Joe in some surprise.