Firestone Hot Springs aint nothin

"debatin' what, ezzackly," colt gruffed, feeling quite put upon by lonesome's strangeness and now this damned development.
sadey seemed to shimmer, and the masculine parts of his brain were starting to shut down. "this place an' this gang ain't no place for children."
he stared hard at her, then jerked his chin at the physician. "should be no damn debate. now come on," he growled, starting to turn away.