"By this time you may be sure that my beloved cousin knows all about the affair at Kolyvan."

My cousin," he exclaimed, "I do not know how to thank you for your kindness.

"My cousin knows nothing about what has happened here," put in Zane.

"A few cousins in Texas, but I hardly know them."

The cousins knew how to wound one another.

"How does your cousin know it's the same man?"

One cousin knew a friend or someone who used to be active in the Klan, and he might give him a call.

Yet even if I do, my cousin knows no guineas lie within that cap.

My cousin knows the tendencies of Labs in general - he had one himself - and mine in particular.

That's why I took good care not even my cousin, who's a harmless soul enough, should know where to find me.