"Ain't I trying to shut him up, for gosh sake?
What d'yuh want me to do ?--let him throw all the tobacco you got into the fire?
Here, you young imp, quit that, before I spank you! Quick, now--we've had about enough outa you! You lay down there, Cash, and quit your croaking.

You'll croak right, if you don't keep covered up.

Hey, Boy! My jumpin' yellow-jackets, you'd drown a Klakon till you couldn't hear it ten feet! Cash, you old fool, you shut up, I tell yuh, or I'll come over there and shut you up! I'll tell the world--Boy! Good glory! shut up-p!" Cash was a sick man, but he had not lost all his resourcefulness.

He had stopped Lovin Child once, and thereby he had learned a little of the infantile mind.

He had a coyote skin on the foot of his bed, and he raised himself up and reached for it as one reaches for a fire extinguisher.