We didn't get hardly none." "You children sit on the steps until the man comes," said Sinton.

"I'll send you some things to eat with him.

What's your name, sonny ?" "Billy," said the boy.
"Well, Billy, I guess you better come with me.

I'll take care of him," Sinton promised the others.

He reached a hand to Billy.
"I ain't no baby, I'm a boy!" said Billy, as he shuffled along beside Sinton, taking a kick at every movable object without regard to his battered toes.
Once they passed a Great Dane dog lolling after its master, and Billy ascended Sinton as if he were a tree, and clung to him with trembling hot hands.
"I ain't afraid of that dog," scoffed Billy, as he was again placed on the walk, "but onc't he took me for a rat or somepin' and his teeth cut into my back.