"Are you struck dumb?
Now go and see if there's anybody else in the house." "But--but there ain't.

I know there ain't.

Hannah's gone and Gracie's at meetin' by this time." "She?
Humph! Well, maybe she's at meeting and maybe she isn't.

Maybe she's over in Peters's pines, hugging and kissing that man she's met there every Sunday for I don't know how long--Here! let go, you old fool! Let go, I tell you!" A chair fell to the floor with a bang.

There was the sound of hard breathing and rapid footsteps.
"Let go!" panted Daniels.