He let me see his mother's picture.

Before I left him I sang him to sleep." Martha fairly gasped with amazement.
"I can scarcely believe thee!" she protested.

"It's as if tha'd walked straight into a lion's den.

If he'd been like he is most times he'd have throwed himself into one of his tantrums and roused th' house.

He won't let strangers look at him." "He let me look at him.