"Slightly so."
"Yes, I am aware of it."
"But you have tied me a little too tightly. Your confounded reata cuts into my flesh."
"Bah! you will grow used to it."
"Hum!" the bandit remarked. "Did you hear all we said?"
"Nearly all."
"Deuce take me if people can now talk in the desert without having listeners!"
"What would you? It is a melancholy fact."
"Well, I must put up with it, I suppose. You were saying——"
"I! I did not say a word."