You get that settled in your mind before you go out there, or--you don't go out whilst I'm here to stop you." "You go to hell," Bud stated evenly, and thrust Cash aside with one sweep of his arm, and went down the tunnel.

Cash, his eyebrows lifted with worry and alarm, was at his heels all the way.
"Now, Bud, be calm!" he adjured as he ran.

"Don't go and make a dang fool of yourself! She's my girl, remember.

You want to hold on to yourself, Bud, and be reasonable.

Don't go and let your temper--" "Shut your damn mouth!" Bud commanded him savagely, and went on running.
At the tunnel mouth he stopped and blinked, blinded for a moment by the strong sunlight in his face.