You take keer o' Rosalie.

Make her sleep a while an' I guess you'd better dose her up a bit with quinine an'-- " "I guess I know what to give her, Anderson Crow," resented his wife.

"Go 'long with you.

You'd oughter been lookin' after them kidnapers three hours ago.

I bet Bud's purty nigh wore out guardin' them.