He said a gun was such a great "moral persuader," that the sight of one was mostly all that was needed, and nobody could tell by looking at it whether it was loaded or not.

This man could, for he examined the lock and smiled in a pleased way over it, and he never limped a step going back to his chair.

He kept on complaining, until father told him before bedtime that he had better rest a day or two, and mother said that would be a good idea.
He talked so much we couldn't do our lessons or spell very well, but it was Friday and we'd have another chance Saturday, so it didn't make so much difference.

Father said the traveller must be tired and sleepy and Leon should take a light and show him to bed.

He stayed so long father went to the foot of the stairway, and asked him why he didn't come down and he said he was in bed too.