"We'll fix it up somehow or another.

You don't find your fancy kind o' lessening for this chap, do you ?" A sob and a squeeze of his hand was her only answer.
"No; of course not.

I shouldn't care to hear you say you did.

He's a likely lad, and he's a Christian, which is more than these folk here, in spite o' all their praying and preaching.

There's a party starting for Nevada to-morrow, and I'll manage to send him a message letting him know the hole we are in.