"Gentlemen—I know you are gentlemen by your—"
"Silence! If you want to be facetious, young man, there are times and places more fitting. This is a serious business."
"You prick the marrow of my opinion. The funerals I have attended in my time were comedies compared to it. Now I think—"
"Curse your palaver! Your money!—your money!—your money! Hold!—put up your hands!"
"Gentlemen, listen to reason. You see how I am situated—now don't put those pistols so close—I smell the powder.
"You see how I am situated. If I had four hands—so that I could hold up two and—"
"Throttle him! Gag him! Kill him!"
"Gentlemen, don't! Nobody's watching the other fellow. Why don't some of you—. Ouch! Take it away, please!
"Gentlemen, you see that I've got to hold up my hands; and so I can't take out my money—but if you'll be so kind as to take it out for me, I will do as much for you some—"
"Search him Beauregard—and stop his jaw with a bullet, quick, if he wags it again. Help Beauregard, Stonewall."