Jonas was one of Andrew's fingers.

Andrew had got to be a sort of a king in Clark township, and Jonas was--was the king's fool.

She did not mean that any of her property should go into the hands of the clique that were trying to rob her of her property and her daughter.

Even for two weeks they should not own her house! Before this speech was ended, Bob Walker entered the door.
Bob was tall, stooped, good-natured, and desperately poor.

With ton children under twelve years of age, with an incorrigible fondness for loafing and telling funny stories, Bob saw no chance to improve his condition.