Your mother don't like it." "That is n't the reason, I know.

You nodded to me after she 'd freed her mind, and you meant to go then.

Come, now, what is it ?" "I shan't tell you; but I 'm not going," was Polly's determined answer.
"Well, I did think you had more sense than most girls; but you have n't, and I would n't give a sixpence for you." "That 's polite," said Polly, getting ruffled.
"Well, I hate cowards." "I ain't a coward." "Yes, you are.

You 're afraid of what folks will say; ain't you, now ?" Polly knew she was, and held her peace, though she longed to speak; but how could she?
"Ah, I knew you 'd back out." And Tom walked away with an air of scorn that cut Polly to the heart.
"It 's too bad! Just as he was growing kind to me, and I was going to have a good time, it 's all spoilt by Fan's nonsense.

Mrs.Shaw don't like it, nor grandma either, I dare say.