He won't listen to me--we just quarrel when I try to reason with him." Sudden smoothed down his face with his hand.

"I expect you do, all right.

The dove of peace is going to find mighty poor roosting on your roof, babe, if I'm any judge." "I suppose you mean I'm quarrelsome, but you simply don't understand.
It was Johnny who quarrelled with me because I wanted him to have some sense.

I wish you'd speak to him, dad." "Oh, I'll speak to him," her dad promised grimly.
Still, he did not immediately proceed to speak.

Instead, he drove the car down to the garage and put it away, passing rather close to the airplane without giving much attention to Johnny.