If I am ready to go on, I suppose you needn't be afraid; besides, he don't know us." "Best cut his throat and a done with it," a voice, which Reuben recognized as that of his old enemy, said.

"I owe him one, and it will be safest to stop his mouth." "No, no," a third voice protested; "I ain't going to have nothing to do with cutting throats.

I don't mind running the risk of Botany Bay, but I ain't going to run the chance of being scragged.

But let's move a bit away from here, while we settle it.

You hit him pretty hard, but he will be coming round presently.