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PODKHALYÚZIN. Poverty crushed you! RISPOLÓZHENSKY. What, you, Lázar Elizárych? Extra money? I'm afraid you're joking. PODKHALYÚZIN. All joking aside, sir. RISPOLÓZHENSKY. Well, if you have a little extra money, why not help a poor man? God'll reward you for it. PODKHALYÚZIN. But d'you need much? RISPOLÓZHENSKY. Give me just three rubles. PODKHALYÚZIN. Is that all, sir?
I don't believe Dan Anderson would hesertate one minute to sign this if he saw it." "They sign it with their hearts," said Willie, vaguely. "They always do." "He signs it with his heart," said Tom Osby, "and it goes!" He folded the paper and handed it to Curly. "Saddle up that Pinto horse, Curly, if you can," said he, "and make the run to Sky Top as fast as God'll let you.
At this Uma fell in a terrible taking; if I went in the high bush I should never return; none could go there but by the protection of Tiapolo. "I'll chance it on God's," said I. "I'm a good sort of fellow, Uma, as fellows go, and I guess God'll con me through." She was silent for a while. "I think," said she, mighty solemn and then, presently "Victoreea, he big chief?" "You bet!" said I.
Bird-o'-Freedom Sawin sing: "'Ef you take a soaord an droar it, An go stick a feller thru, Guv'ment won't answer for it, God'll send the bill to you! This was slightly audacious and irreverent in expression, but it was remarkably popular in New England at that time.
Solan, get out the best engine you've got in the yards, couple to it a caboose, and put on a crew to make a run to Elkins Junction, as quick as God'll let you! Do you understand? Give me Schwartz and his fireman.... Yes, and Corcoran, too. Andy, this is a case of life and death of life and death, do you understand? See that the line's clear, and no stops.
"I know yer hain't, Mary," whispered the conscience-stricken Pike. "An' I know what yer mean. Ef God'll only let yer be fur a few years, I'll see ef the thing can't be helped. Don't cuss me, Mary I've never knowed how I've been a-goin'. I wish there was somethin' I could do 'fore you go, to pay yer all I owe yer. I'd go back on everything that makes life worth hevin'."
"She can't." "I dunno," said Wid Gardner vaguely. "You won't be going back right away, will you?" "Not any quicker'n God'll let me!" said Annie Squires. Which struck poor Wid silent.
Margaret turned and looked at her mother with trembling lips; then she patted Alice's hand affectionately. Annette began to cry. "It's hard to tell ye the truth, friend," continued the old man, "but I might as well tell ye now. There ain't nothin' left for us to do but to git out o' this hell-hole as quick as God'll let us.
Harper sobbed as if her heart would break. "I hope Tom's better off where he is," said Sid, "but if he'd been better in some ways " "SID!" Tom felt the glare of the old lady's eye, though he could not see it. "Not a word against my Tom, now that he's gone! God'll take care of HIM never you trouble YOURself, sir! Oh, Mrs. Harper, I don't know how to give him up! I don't know how to give him up!
"I went out a long walk to think, faither." "What 'e want to think 'bout? Your plaace is to du, not to think. God'll think for 'e if 'e ax; an' the sooner you mind that an' call 'pon the A'mighty the better; 'cause the Devil's ready an' willin' to think for 'e tu. Man's eyes, an' likewise maid's, is best 'pon the ground most time. Theer's no evil writ theer.
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