I ain't complainin' none--I wouldn't be that ungrateful, after all you done for me.

But I didn't get a good night's rest.

Wish you'd put me in another cell to-night.

There was folks droppin' in here at all hours of the night, pesterin' me.
I didn't sleep good at all." "Dropping in?
What in hell do you mean ?" gurgled the sheriff, still pointing to rope and saw.
"Why, sheriff, what's the matter?
Aren't you a little mite petulant this A.M.?
What have I done that you should be so short to me ?" "That's what I want to know.

What have you been doing here ?" "I ain't been doing nothin', I tell you--except stayin' here, where I belong," said Pete virtuously.
His eye followed the sheriff's pointing finger, and rested, without a qualm, on the evidence.