"I couldn't help it. Let's see how bad he is."
Macklin approached Hal and turned over the limp body. Then he placed his hand over the youth's heart.
"He ain't dead yet. Dat was a hard crack, but he's got a strong constitution, dat feller has. Say?"
"Well?"
Macklin came up close to Dick Ferris, who was now as white as a sheet.
"We is good friends, Ferris, ain't we?"
"Ye-as."
"Den let me do sum'thin' fer yer."
"What is it?"
"I'll tell yer. Yer see der feller ain't——"