I want to let this soak in.

By the big dipper! Of all the solid brass cheek that ever I run across, this beats the whole cargo! And Betsy Howes never hinted! 'Probably you would be glad to take--' Be GLAD! Why, blast their miserable, stingy--What do they take me for?
I'LL show 'em! Indiana ain't so fur that I can't--Hey?
Did you say anything, sis ?" The girl had shivered again.

"No, sir," she replied.

"It was my teeth, I guess.

They kind of rattled." "What?
You ain't cold, are you?
With all that round you and in front of that fire ?" "No, sir, I guess not.