"Didn't you get enough of the hangman's knot and the sandbag? Want more, eh? Well, if I wasn't so darned comfortable I'd come over there and give it to you. Now don't rile me!"
"I deserve to be kicked for being such a blithering fool as to get into this mess. Come on and kick me."
"You wanted to get a poke at the old man's eye, did ye? By thunder, that's like an American. Never satisfied to let things alone. See what it got you into?"
"The old man's eye? What old man?"
"That's for you to find out, if you can. You've made a hell of a poor start at it."
"You're a good-natured scoundrel"
"Thanks for them kind words."
"Well, what are you going to do with me? I don't like the air in here. It's awful. How long do I stay here?"
"Say, you're a gritty little man. I like your nerve. Too bad we ain't on the same side. I'll tell you this: you won't be here long. How would the old girl down there put it? You're going on a long voyage. That's it. But first we'll get out of this rat hole, just as soon as them other guys come back from the cave. You'll get fresh air purty soon. Now, don't talk any more. I'm through gossipin'!"
"How do you, an American, happen to be mixed up in a deal like this?"