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286 [With malice]

Don’t get so excited. It’s bad for your high blood pressure. Ask Ned if it isn’t.

[Intensely—thinking]

If he’d only die!

[Thinking—immediately]

Oh, I don’t mean that I mustn’t

[Thinking keenly]

There’s a death wish things have gone pretty far  Sam does look as if he might have a bad pressure  what hope that would have given me at one time! no more, thank God!

[In a joking tone]

Oh, I guess Sam’s all right, Nina.

[Gruffly]

I never felt better.

[He jerks out his watch again]

Time for the start. Come on in the cabin, Ned, and shoot a drink. We’ll see if McCabe’s getting the damned radio fixed.

[Passing by he claps him on the shoulder exasperatedly]

Come on, Charlie! Snap out of it!

[Startled out of his trance—bewilderedly]

Eh?—what is it?—are they coming?

[Recovering his good nature—with a grin, taking his arm]