I'm not going to stand quietly by and be treated like a worm." "Leave off wriggling, then," said the officer.
"I won't.

I refuse to be treated like one of the black labourers." "Look here, sir," said the officer sternly; "I don't want to treat you like a Kaffir unless you behave like one.

You are charged with illicit buying, and your game's up; so the best thing you can do is to produce everything you have on you and have done with the matter." "Search me if you dare," cried Anson, still keeping up his defiant manner.
"Right: I dare," said the officer.

"Mr Ingleborough, be ready to lend a hand if I want it." "If John Ingleborough dares to lay a hand on me I'll send a bullet through him." In an instant Ingleborough's hand came down heavily upon Anson's shoulder and gripped him fast.
"Never mind him, Norton.

It's all bluff.