"Well, I tell you," said Guy, boiling up with enthusiasm at this glorification of grit, "I ain't scared o' nothin'."
"Wall, how'd you like to fight Yan there?"
"Oh, that ain't fair. He's older an' bigger'n I am."
"Say, Sappy, I'll give you one. Suppose you go to the orchard alone an' get a pail of cherries. All the men'll be away at nine o'clock."
"Yes, and have old Cap chaw me up."
"Thought you weren't scared of anything, an' a poor little Dog smaller than a yearling Heifer scares you."
"Well, I don't like cherries, anyhow."