There she was in spasms of agony, and beside her the great heavy log she'd tried to throw him.

I can't ever forgive her for turning against you, and spoiling your childhood as she has, but I couldn't forgive anybody else for abusing her.

Maggie has got no mercy on her, but Maggie didn't see what I did, and I've never tried to make it very clear to her.

It's been a little too plain for me ever since.
Whenever I look at your mother's face, I see what she saw, so I hold my tongue and say, in my heart, 'Give her a mite more time.' Some day it will come.

She does love you, Elnora.