It's all right." "Did--you--kill--him ?" she whispered.
"Who?
That fat party who was here?
No.

I didn't kill him." "Oh!...

Lassiter!" "Say! It was queer for you to faint.

I thought you were such a strong woman, not faintish like that.

You're all right now--only some pale.
I thought you'd never come to.