He enjoyed gossiping about the Weggs almost as much as he did selling books.
"I never thought I had no call to stick my nose inter other folkses privit doin's," he said, after a few puffs at the corncob pipe.

"But they kain't hide much from Marsh McNutt, when he has his eyes open." Patsy wondered if he could possibly close them.

The eyelids seemed to be shy and retiring.
"I seen what I seen," continued the little man, glancing impressively at his attentive audience.

"I seen Cap'n Wegg livin' without workin', fer he never lifted a hand to do even a chore.

I seen him jest settin' 'round an' smokin' his pipe an' a glowerin' like a devil on ev'ryone thet come near.