Do you understand ?' 'Yes, sir; no sir, I won't; I won't,' Tom gasped, as well as he could, with his head bobbing forward and back so rapidly that his teeth cut into his under lip.
'But _I_ shall,' Peterkin roared.

'I'll have the young dog arrested, too, if he don't own up and give up.' There was a wicked look in Arthur's black eyes, which he fastened upon Peterkin, as he said; 'What does it all mean, sir?
Will you please explain ?' 'Yes, in double quick time,' replied Peterkin, a little nettled by Arthur's manner, which he could not understand.

'You see, me and Mary Jane was early to the doin's; fust ones, in fact, for when your invite says half past seven it means it, I take it.

Wall, we was here on time, and Mary Jane has been on a tear ever since, and says Miss St.Claire nor none of the big bugs didn't come till nine, which I take is imperlite, don't you ?' 'Never mind, we are not discussing etiquette.

Go on with the pin and the boy,' Arthur said haughtily.
'Mary Jane,' Peterkin continued, 'had a gold-headed shawl pin, with a small diamond in the head--real, too, for I don't b'lieve in shams, and haint sense the day I quit boatin' and hauled ther 'Liza Ann up inter my back yard.