What do you think of this hole ?" "It's pretty bad," replied Duane; and he could not look the cheerful outlaw in the eyes.
"I reckon it is.

Wal, I've had some bad wounds I lived over.

Guess mebbe I can stand this one.

Now, Buck, get me some place in the brakes, leave me some grub an' water at my hand, an' then you clear out." "Leave you here alone ?" asked Duane, sharply.
"Shore.

You see, I can't keep up with you.