Rosemary Green was hopelessly camera-shy, but he could use her in background atmosphere, and when it came to looking after the physical and mental welfare of the bunch she was worth her weight in any precious metal you may choose to name.
"You better put me down as camp cook and dishwasher, Luck Lindsay," Rosemary protested, blushing.
"No--thank the Lord you won't have to cook for this hungry bunch any longer.

I've got a Mexican hired and headed this way.

There'll be no more of that kind of thing for you, lady--not while you're with us.
"Now, boys, let's get organized for action.

Weather's perfect--Lowry's been raving over the light, all the way out from town.

I've got a range picture all blocked out--did it while I was waiting in Los for Jean to show up.