Maybe you would have been warm when you died; You should not have gotten under my goat.

Why, I'll tell you, Mr. Simple; he's a good tempered, kind fellow enough, but— / But what? / Such a bouncer!! / How do you mean? He's not a very stout man. / Bless you, Mr. Simple, why don't you understand English. I mean that he's the greatest liar that ever walked a deck.[…]

The upshot of this incessant meeting and dining and coffee klatching is that women are in great demand.

He is a fine shot on horseback and a very quick reloader.