"Oh!" he exclaimed, in a voice that trembled perceptibly, "I don't want to quar'l with you. I'm in for doin' what's right. But I tell you this, Collins, and you mark my words, that boy of Willett's ain't agoin' to show up in this camp with no paper."
"We'll see about that," said Collins.
"I'm willin' to bet on it," said Badger.
"Have you got money to bet?"
"Yes, I have."
"Then my advise to you, Badger, is to start off and pay your debts instead of gambling with other people's money," and with this caustic shot, Collins turned on his heel and walked away with his partner, Brill.
They had gone about fifty yards when Badger shouted after them:
"See har, Collins!"
"What is it?" asked Collins looking over his shoulder.
"How long are we to wait for the trial?"