Yet Robert felt quite cool.

His pistol was in his belt, and Tayoga was at his elbow.
"You are mistaken, my good Mr.Dobbs," he said gaily.

"I would never tell a man he was a liar, particularly one to whom I had not been introduced.

I try to be choice in my language.

I was trained to be so by Mr.Alexander McLean, a most competent schoolmaster of this city, and I merely tried to disseminate a thought in the minds of the numerous audience gathered in the George Inn.