Lay off your wraps, and I'll put 'em on the bunk.

You mustn't worry about nothing.

We're here now." By and by she felt his hand touch her sleeve.
"Here's a couple of poker sticks," said he.

"I reckon maybe you'll need to use one onct in a while to kind of feel around with.

Well, it's the same with me--I'm going to need something, kind of, my own self.