I betche that's what he's aiming t'do.

Git us to fightin' his outfit so's't--" "Oh, go off and lie down!" Andy implored him contemptuously.

"We're going to hang those herders, and drive the sheep all over a cut-back somewhere, like Jesus done to the hogs, and then we're going over and murder old Dunk, if he's at home, and burn the house to hide the guilty deed.

And, if the sheriff comes snooping around, asking disagreeable questions, we'll all swear you done it.

So now you know our plans; shut your face and go on to bed.