But you feel you have a chance, a fighting chance, and you mean to take it ?" "Yes." "Then I'm with you,"' Grant declared with a grim smile.

"Don't mistake me: I take my glass of lager when I feel like it--there's some right here in the house--but, if it's needful, I can do without.

I'm not going into this thing to help you in preaching to whisky-tanks and toughs--it's the law I'm standing for.

If what you suspect is going on, we'll soon have our colts rebranded and our calves missing.

We have got to clean out Beamish's crowd." "Thanks," said Hardie, with keen satisfaction.
He turned to George.
"I'd be glad of your support, Mr.Lansing." George sat silent a moment or two while Flora watched him.