"I'm not particularly sorry. I have as much right out here as anybody."
"Oh, you needn't put on airs to me. I know you are trembling in your boots."
"Thanks, but if you'll bring your chin out of the air, Baxter, you'll see that I am wearing shoes."
"Don't you put on airs with me, Tom Rover. You are in our power and you shall suffer for the way you have treated my father and me in the past."
"I have no doubt, Baxter, now I am helpless, that you will do your worst. You were always ready to take an unfair advantage of another."
This answer made Dan Baxter boil with rage, and he stepped closer and shook his fist in Tom's face.
"You be careful or I'll—I'll crack you one," he blustered.
"You're a cheerful brute, Dan, I must say. Why don't you try to fight fair for once? It would be such a delightful change."
"I do fight fair. You and your brothers have no right to poke your noses in my affairs, and my father's."
"This affair out here is our own, not yours. The Eclipse Mine is my father's property."