"I ain't dealin' the cards hyar.

But somethin' tells me thet, shaky as I am in my boots, I'd liefer be in mine than yours." With that, and expelling a heavy breath, he wrestled around to confront the hunter.
"Wade.

I've no hunch to your game, but it's slower'n I recollect you." "Why, Cap, I was in a talkin' humor," replied Wade.
"Hell! You're up to some dodge.

What'd you care fer my learnin' thet pup had double-crossed me?
You won't let me kill him." "I reckon I wanted him to learn what real men thought of him." "Ahuh! Wal, an' now I've onlightened him, what's the next deal ?" "You'll all go to Kremmlin' with me an' I'll turn you over to Sheriff Burley." That was the gauntlet thrown down by Wade.

It was not unexpected, and acceptance seemed a relief.