"Don't let Dan see your face." She obeyed him automatically.
"Is there a hope, Buck?
What have I done to deserve this?
I don't want to live; I want to die! I want to die!" "Steady, steady!" he cut in, and his face was working.

"If you keep on like this you'll bust down in a minute or two.

And you know what tears do to Dan; he'll be out of this house like a scairt coyote.

Brace up!" She struggled and won a partial control.
"I'm fighting hard, Buck." "Fight harder still.

You ought to know him better than I do.