That girl with the dark eyes might not have looked at me as if I were a worm or a June bug.

Confound her! what right had she to look at me like that?
Victor, or whatever his name was, was a cub and a cad and as fresh as the new paint on Ben Small's lighthouse, but he had deigned to speak.

Whereas that girl--! No, I did not want to talk with Jedediah Dean.

However, he wanted to talk to me, and what he wanted he usually got.
Captain Dean was one of Denboro's leading citizens.

His parents had been as poor as Job's turkey, but Jedediah had determined to get money and now he had it.