“Well, hell, I don’t know nobody here. If I’m gonna ride aroun’ much, I’m gonna get married. I’m gonna have me a hell of a time when we get to California.’’ “Hope so,’’ said Tom. “You ain’t sure a nothin’ no more.’’ “No, I ain’t sure a nothin’.’’ “When ya killed that fella—did—did ya ever dream about it or anything? Did it worry ya?’’ “No.’’ “Well, didn’ ya never think about it?’’ “Sure. I was sorry ’cause he was dead.’’ “Ya didn’t take no blame to yourself?” “No. I done my time, an’ I done my own time.’’
