When he's helped himself to a pile it's been outer them banks or them express companies, that think it mighty fine to bust up themselves, and swindle the poor folks o' their last cent, and nobody talks o' huntin' THEM! And does he keep their money?
No; he passes it round among the boys that help him, and they put it in circulation.

HE don't keep it for himself; he ain't got fine houses in Frisco; he don't keep fast horses for show.
Like ez not the critter he did that job with--ef it was him--none of you boys would have rid! And he takes all the risks himself; you ken bet your life that every man with him was safe and away afore he turned his back on you-uns." "He certainly drops a little of his money at draw poker, Zeenie," said Clinch, laughing.

"He lost five thousand dollars to Sheriff Kelly last week." "Well, I don't hear of the sheriff huntin' him to give it back, nor do I reckon Kelly handed it over to the Express it was taken from.

I heard YOU won suthin' from him a spell ago.

I reckon you've been huntin' him to find out whar you should return it." The laugh was clearly against Clinch.