He looked up suspiciously at Tex, but Tex manifested none of the symptoms of sly "kidding." Tex was smoking meditatively and gazing absently at Johnny's suitcase.
"Yo' all ain't quittin' ?" Tex roused himself to ask.

"Not over a little josh?
Say, you're layin' yoreself wide open to more of the same.

Yo' all wants to take it the way it's meant, Skyrider.

Listen here, boy, if yo' all wants to git away from the ranch right now, why don't yo' all speak for to stay at Sinkhole camp?
Yo' all could have mo' time to write po'try an' study up on flyin' machines, down there.

And Pete, he's aimin' to quit the first.