Well, you get the right idea for the first thing.
Honest men wanted; no questions asked.

And then what ?" "Money." "You've said it, kid! We could quitclaim that hill for a million cash to-morrow--" "If we had any claim to quit," interrupted Stanley; "and if we could drag capital out here and rub its nose in our hill." "That's the word I was feelin' for--capital.

It's capital we want, Stanley--not money.

I could get a little money myself down at Tucson.
Them two honest men of mine live there.

We used to steal cattle together down on the Concho--the sheriff and Jose Benavides and me.