"'Twere either a forty-four or a thirty-eight.

'Twere he did the shootin'.

Nobody else has been comin' about here the whole summer.

I'm not doubtin' he's got my silver fox, and I'm goin' to get un back _whatever_.

He'd never stop at shootin' to rob, but he'll have to be quicker'n I be at shootin', to keep the fur!" "When are you expecting Mrs.Horn and the boys back ?" asked Doctor Joe.
"This evenin' or to-morrow whatever," said Lem.