That was too much for me to stand.

I'm the Rip-tail Roarer from Pike County, Missouri, and no man can insult me and live.

'Jack,' said I, 'we've been friends, but you've insulted me, and it must be washed out in blood.' Then I up with my we'pon and shot him through the head." "Sho!" said Joshua.
"I was sorry to do it, for he was my friend," said the Pike County man, "but he disputed my word, and the man that does that may as well make his will if he's got any property to leave." Here the speaker looked to see what effect was produced upon his listeners.

Joe seemed indifferent.

He saw through the fellow, and did not credit a word he said.