Honest, mister, I was goin' to put her friends next.

Say, I don't know how bad I'm hurt, but if I ever git to trial, do what you can fer me, boss.

On the dead, I was her friend." Bonner saw pity in Anderson's face and rudely dragged him away, although Bill's plea was not addressed to the old marshal.
"Wait for me out here, Mr.Crow," said he when they reached the office.
"You are overcome.

I'll talk to him." He returned at once to the injured man's cot.
"Look here, Briggs, I'll do what I can for you, but I'm afraid it won't help much.

What do the doctors say ?" "If they ain't lyin', I'll be up an' about in a few weeks.