There is some water in my flask in the holster.

Just bring it here, and sprinkle her face.

I hope she is only stunned; but that scoundrel threw her off with such force, that she may well be badly hurt." "Is he done for, captain ?" the man asked, glancing at the prostrate figure of the bush ranger, as he proceeded to obey Reuben's instructions; "because if you ain't certain about it, I had better put a bullet into him.

These fellows are very fond of playing 'possum, and then turning the tables upon you." "There is no fear of that, Smithson.

He's hard hit.