It's a thing that gets hold of a man's soul--if he's got one.

They ain't no fightin' it.

I'm sure appreciatin' what you've done for me, an' if you decide to come back any time, you'll find me a-welcomin' you with open arms, as the sayin' is.

You've got a bunch of coin comin'-- three thousand.

I'm addin' a thousand to that--makin' her good measure.
That'll help you to start something." Sanderson started northeastward without any illusions.