“'W'at's d' use?' says Emmer.
“Then she toins to d' two kids who's be d' bed cryin', an' tries to kiss 'em, but it's a move too many for her. She twists back wit 'd' pain, an' bridges herself like you see a wrestler, an' when she sinks straight wit 'd' bed ag'in, d' red blood is comin' out of her face. Emmer's light is out.
“I tumbles to it d' foist. As I leads me Rag back to our room—for I can see she's out to t'row a fit—d' cop takes Red Mike down be d' stairs.”