Great pieces of gold […] red ruddocks.

He had knocked over my girl, I had got to fix him for it; and I lay there and gritted my teeth, and footed up the chances. My leg was broke, my gun was gone. Case had still ten shots in his Winchester. It looked a kind of hopeless business.

I hope I can keep up this streak of accomplishments.

Mutton shunters won't even go in there.