He's down there yet, maybe dead.

Jed Thompson, you ought to get down on your knees and apologize to these women folk.

I've half a notion to whale you if you don't." Jed fumbled his hat.
"Who do you-all reckon did the attackin' ?" he stammered.
"I don't know.

You ought to know more about it than I do.

You folks up here in the hills are altogether too sudden--too handy with your guns.
One of these days you will meet some one who is more so." "Ah reckons that young woman's kinder sudden, too," answered Jed, with a sheepish grin at Miss Briggs.