I was only a kid, or not much more, and Williams was young, too." "And that's the way he made his money! HIM! Why, he's the most respected man in this neighborhood, and goes to church, and--" "Yes.

Well, if you make money ENOUGH you can always be respected--by some kinds of people--and find some church that'll take you in.

Ain't that so, Bailey ?" Captain Stitt and his cousin, Obed Gott, the paint dealer, were standing in the doorway of the station.

They now entered.
"I guess it's so," replied Stitt, pulling up a chair, "though I don't know what you was talkin' about.

However, it's a pretty average safe bet that what you say is so, Sol, 'most any time.