You fellers ain't been none too friendly, recollect.

When's your boss expected home, did yuh say?
I'd kinda like to meet 'im." "He'll kinda like to meet you," Joe returned darkly.

"Your actions has been plumb suspicious.
"Nothin' suspicious about MY actions," Casey stated truculently, throwing discretion behind him.

"The suspiciousness lays up here somewheres on this butte.

If yuh want to know what brung me up here, Casey Ryan's the man that can tell yuh to your faces.