If we had not been barefooted and bare-legged, we should not have minded it so much.

As for the old Minorcan, I don't suppose he cared at all.

I began to think it was time to stop.
"As the tide's getting lower and lower," I said to Menendez, "I suppose our chances are getting less and less." "Yes," said he; "I reckon we'd better shut up shop before long." "Oh!" cried out the girl, "just look at that fish! Father! Father! Just look at it.

Did any of you catch it?
I didn't see it till this minute.

I thought you hadn't caught any.