"You're at me the hull endurin' time, an' you know it." "Wa'al, but Polly," said David insinuatingly, "you don't know how int'restin' you _be_." "Glad you think so," she declared, with a sniff and a toss of the head.
"What you ben up to with Mr.Lenox ?" "Oh, nuthin' much," replied Mr.Harum, making a feint of resuming his reading.
"Be ye goin' to tell me, or--air ye too _'shamed_ on't ?" she added with a little laugh, which somewhat turned the tables on her teasing brother.
"Wa'al, I laid out to try an' read this paper," he said, spreading it out on his lap, "but," resignedly, "I guess 't ain't no use.

Do you know what a count'fit bill is ?" he asked.
"I dunno 's I ever see one," she said, "but I s'pose I do.

They're agin the law, ain't they ?" "The's a number o' things that's agin the law," remarked David dryly.
"Wa'al ?" ejaculated Mrs.Bixbee after a moment of waiting.
"Wa'al," said David, "the' ain't much to tell, but it's plain I don't git no peace till you git it out of me.

It was like this: The young feller's took holt everywhere else right off, but handlin' the money bothered him consid'able at fust.

It was slow work, an' I c'd see it myself; but he's gettin' the hang on't now.