"He told me you was fishing." "Oh, yes, and we caught some whoppers too.

They'll be good to eat, I'm sure." "Yes, I expect you'll like them." He seemed for some reason less than ordinarily loquacious, and suddenly she felt it.
"Tell me," said she, turning squarely towards him with a summoning of her own courage.

"Why are you away all the time?
It's been more than a week, and I've hardly seen you.

You're away all the time.

Am I doing wrong in any way ?" "Why, no." "I don't mean to cry--it's just because I'm not used to things yet.
It's hard to be blind.