"Fit that bottle to your back and keep covered up.

You'll be fine in an hour.

An' who've you got there?
Well, if it ain't my old friend Jim Hall!" Tom smiled faintly as Danny bent over him.
"An' so you been tryin' to drown yourself too, have you ?" continued Danny.

"Well, well,'tis queer tastes you have, the two of you! Drink a bit o' this, Jim, and lie still." Mr.Robey came in and Danny nodded reassuringly to him.

"They'll be fine as fiddles in an hour, Coach.