I'm still spittin' blood.

I keep tellin' Queen that bullet lodged in my lungs-but he says it went through." "Wal, hang on, Tad!" replied Colter, with a cheerfulness Ellen sensed was really indifferent.
"Oh, what the hell's the use!" exclaimed Jorth.

"It's all--up with us--Colter!" "Wal, shut up, then," tersely returned Colter.

"It ain't doin' y'u or us any good to holler." Tad Jorth did not reply to this.

Ellen heard his breathing and it did not seem natural.