When he moved it was only to walk slowly up and down the hall, or downstairs to take his meals.

At other times he would stand at the bedside looking down at Lawler's closed eyes and ashen face; or he would sit on the edge of a chair and watch him, intently, with stoic calm, his face as expressionless as a stone image.
Mrs.Lawler came early the next morning--after the doctor had told Della and Shorty there was a fighting chance for Lawler; and Ruth Hamlin.
Shorty's eyes grew moist as he watched Mrs.Lawler and Ruth as they stood by the unconscious man; and his voice was low and gruff when, during the day Mrs.Lawler asked him for particulars.
"That's all there was to it, ma'am," he said in conclusion.

"The boss oughtn't to have busted in that shack like he did, knowin' Antrim was there--an' givin' the scum a chance to take the first shot at him.

But he done it.

An' he done the same thing to Warden--offered him the first shot.