You know something, Uncle Jeff?

Jeff Threw's got it out hunting.

Well, I don't think he's so dumb, Jeff.

Soon as Jeff Rose shoots me one or two.

Recall her first name?

Don't tell her, Jed.

She says you're her boss.

All right, I'll tell her.

Who do I send her off?

Besides, I don't need her viands.

You got her so upset, she got into her jug and now she's seeing visions.

I don't rightly know what her late husband was called.

Looks like the widow's got some young'uns to help her.

A generous woman like her probably gets took advantage of a lot.

I don't want her making a pet out of all that meat.

I ain't depending on nobody with a temper as bad as her.

Young'un is hanging on her apron and she gets the light waspish.

I declare, Jed, I never knowed anybody could turn nasty quicker than her.

I want it made clear that I'm going to do something for her in return.

Tell him that the young woman who was so rude on the telephone will arrive in person to offer her abject apologies.