"I never ain't hed no quarrel with ye, exceptin' fer the way ye managed ter skin me at the table bout two years ago.

I don't give two screeches in hell for who you are; an' besides, I reckon you ain't the only ex-convict a-ranging Dakota either fer the matter o' that.

No more does Murphy.

We ain't no bloomin' detectives, an' we ain't buckin' in on no business o' yourn; ye kin just bet your sweet life on thet." "Where is Murphy, then?
I wish to see the fellow." "I told you he'd gone.

Maybe he didn't git away till this mornin', but he's gone now all right.