But if you ever tell--and however secret you do it, I have got little birds who will whisper it back to me--why, then Dove will be your enemy.

You don't know what that means, and you won't like to know.

I was my own boy Tommy's enemy once, and I locked him up in the dark for twenty-four hours, where no one could hear him screaming.

Now, miss, you had better make me your friend; I'm real desperate in earnest, so you promise me." Daisy's face had grown deadly white, her breath came in gasps, her eyes were fixed on the cruel man.
"You promise me, miss ?" "Oh yes, Mr.Dove." "That's right, missy.

Now you say these words after me:--'Mr.Dove, I promise never to tell as you came up to my room to give me the nice sweeties.