We'll get you in in a jiffy! Roll over, 'Brownie,' and get your breath," he added.
"We're all right for a minute.

That's the trick." "I'm--a bit--tuckered," gasped "Brownie," as he lay and puffed with outstretched arms.
"Don't blame you," said Phil.

"How are you now, Joe ?" "Punk," muttered the other.

"Don't you fellows bother too much.

If you'll just stay by for a minute or two--I'll be--um--all right, I guess." "No need to do that," replied Phil quietly.