What a fight you had!...
Oh, I was sick! But let me forget that....

How are you?
And how's Wils ?" Thus she babbled until out of breath.
"Collie, it's sure good to see you," said Wade, feeling the old, rich thrill at her presence.

"I'm comin' on tolerable well.

I wasn't bad hurt, but I bled a lot.

An' I reckon I'm older 'n I was when packin' gun-shot holes was nothin'.