3/8 Ma'am, I never heard the beat of it! I've got nerve--as the sayin' is. But--Lordy!" And Shorty became silent again. And during that interval there were no disturbing sounds to agitate the deathlike quiet of the sickroom. Riders glided into town from various points of the compass and stepped softly as they moved in the street--whispering or talking in low tones. The universal topic was the fight, and Lawler's condition. |