"It ain't either'r of us revolaver, so I got as much right--" "You haven't either.

It's my fath--" "WATCH, can't you--just a minute!" Penrod urged vehemently.

"I'm not goin' to keep it, am I?
You can have it when I get through, can't you?
Here's how _I_ do: I'm comin' along after dark, just walkin' along this way--like this--look, Sam!" Penrod, suiting the action to the word, walked to the other end of the room, swinging the revolver at his side with affected carelessness.
"I'm just walkin' along like this, and first I don't see you," continued the actor.

"Then I kind of get a notion sumpthing wrong's liable to happen, so I--No!" He interrupted himself abruptly.

"No; that isn't it.