There generally ain't more'n room for one idea in my head," he added, apologetically.
"Sometimes that one gets kind of cramped." The captain snorted in disgust.

Jed looked repentant and distressed.
"I'm awful sorry, Sam," he declared.

"But if it's about that house of mine--rent or anything, you just do whatever Mrs.Armstrong says." "Whatever SHE says?
Haven't you got anything to say ?" "No, no-o, I don't know's I have.

You see, I've settled that she and Babbie are to have the house for as long as they want it, so it's only fair to let them settle the rest, seems to me.

Whatever Mrs.Armstrong wants to pay'll be all right.