It's sprained and spavined and Lord knows what.

It's full of bugs and ants and spiders and dust and passe corncobs and it's architecturally incorrect, but if you and the marshal will hike off somewhere else and brag about his badge, I'll buy it.

I've got to sleep." Speechless, Silas stared through the slats and continued to stare until his stupefied face became a source of irritation.

Kenny lost his temper.

He raised his voice.
"You petrified lout! I said I'd buy it." The marshal, whose bravery seemed less in evidence than his badge, summoned Silas to a point of safety.