"If I had a million I wouldn't give you a cent."
"Mout change yo' tune befo' this thing is over with."
"Yes," said Jasper, "I mout whistle a dead march."
"Not over me," Peters replied.
"Yes, over you."
"You're a liar."
Starbuck slapped him in the face, and springing back, Lije cocked the pistol and raised it to shoot.
"Hold on a minute—just one minute," said Starbuck, and with the pistol leveled, Peters stood looking at him.
"Yes, I'll give you one minute, Starbuck, an' that is all. If you move I'll kill you."
"If I do move, you scoundrel, it will be to kill you. Why, you po' fool—"