I'll talk with him, myself.

You dream about pleasanter things--your girl, if you've got one." That was a chance shot, but it struck Issy in the heart.

Even during his melancholy progress to and from Major Hardee's, the vision of Gertie Higgins had danced before his greenish-blue eyes.

His freckles were engulfed in a surge of blushes as, with a stammered "Night, Cap'n Berry," he hurried out into the moonlight.
The depot master blew out the lamps.

"Come on, Sim," he said, briefly.
"Goin' to walk up with me, or was YOU goin' to the club ?" "Cal'late I'll trot along with you, if you don't mind.