Just as soon as the Lord'll let us, I'm going to take her out of here.

Do you think I'm one of them sort that'll set down and let the world walk over me, and say I like it?
Oh, no, not sister Annie! I ain't blind." "Say, Mister," said she a moment later as he maintained disconsolate silence, "they call you Wid.

What's your real name ?" "My name is Henry," remarked her companion.

"They only call me Wid for short." "Huh! Well, now, Henry, go get some wood for supper.

Cut it short enough so the door'll shut tight.