"You don't need the money." "Neither do you," replied Bert.
"Yes, I do.

I intended to buy a new shot-gun with it.

I am almost the only decent fellow in the settlement who doesn't own a breech-loader.
I have racked my brain for months, to think up some way to earn money enough to get one, and when I am just about to accomplish my object, you and Don have to jump up and rob me of the chance.

The man tells me that he would be glad to give me the contract, if he hadn't given it to you.

I've a good notion to slap you over." "It isn't for us," replied Bert.