Probably he'll die, anyway.

I'll give him a hypodermic injection in the arm, then wait for him to become quiet.

After that we'll move him to the tonneau of my car and I'll take him to the hospital.

I telephoned Hinman's son, over at Fenton, telling him where his father and his wagon are.

The son ought to come over and take charge of the outfit." It was three quarters of an hour later when Dr.Hewitt examined his patient, then remarked: "He can be moved now, as well as at any time." "There's someone coming," announced Reade, as the sound of a horse's hoofs were heard.