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She thought: "He'll find all this a burden. He's had all he wants; and so've I. I wish we were rich." "Look here, darling," said Osborn. "How much'll food cost us? I don't know a great deal about these things, but if it's any standard to take well, my old landlady used to give me rooms and breakfasts and dinners for thirty bob a week. Jolly good breakfasts and dinners they were, too!"
"Humph!" said Adam. "Money's a scarce thing here." "How much'll ye want?" asked the other. "Well," said the boy, "I want enough to feel safe. For if I go, I promise you I shall stay till I succeed. I shan't play the baby." "How do you expect to raise it?" was the next question. "I thought," replied Samuel, "that we might make some kind of a deal let me sell out my share in the farm."
"S'pose you think you'll make a good thing o' hirin' him out?" He hadn't thought of it, but he said: "Why not? Best dog in the Yukon." "Well, how much?" "How much'll you give?" "Dollar a day." "Done." So Nig was hired out, Spot was sold for twenty dollars, and Red later for fifteen. "Well," said the Colonel when they went in, "I didn't know you were so smart.
"Hard tellin', says I. 'If she holds out like she run last fall, there'd ought to be a million clear in her." "'How much'll you clean up this summer? "''Bout four hundred thousand, with luck. "'Bill, says he, 'there's hell a-poppin' an' you've got to watch that ground like you'd watch a rattle-snake. Don't never leave 'em get a grip on it or you're down an' out.
"Such a bit of plunder as this must be sent abroad. I dursn't attempt to get rid of it here." "That's your business. My business is how much'll you give." Dr. Mountchance named a sum ridiculously low so Sally thought. Then ensued a long haggle which was settled at last by a compromise and Sally departed.
"How much'll he dock yer?" asked another lad, taking the damaged article into his own hands. "Pshaw, hadn't no handle, nohow. Half the bottom was tore an' patched with a rag. One side's all lopped over, too. Say, if he docks yer a cent, he's a mean old Dago!" "Well, ain't he a Dago, Billy Buttons? An' I put in that patch myself. I sewed it a hour, with strings out the garbage boxes, a hull hour.
He glances furtively from one to another. Then he speaks: "How much'll you give if I get Jesus into your hands?" Of all things this was probably the last they had thought might happen. Their eyes gleam. How much indeed a good snug sum to get their fingers securely on his person. But they're shrewd bargainers. That's one of their specialties. How much did he want? Poor Judas!
"I'm sorry it goes so hard with you, but as long as I can stand on my feet, I sha'n't turn anybody out to freeze, that's certain." "How much'll you get for them?" said the miserable old man, after a few moments' silence, indicating by his hand the clean clothes on the line. "Two dollars," said Ann, "and half of it must go to help make up next month's rent.
And the man said, 'How much'll you give? and I told him I'd give a dollar, and he reached out for the string and said, 'That ain't enough, and I said, 'That's all I've got, and just that minute a policeman came along towards us and he said quick, 'He's yours, and I gave him my dollar and you ought to have seen him beat it!"
I'll bet you that if you'll get out and run, I can beat you round the campus." "How much'll you bet?" asked Bassett. "Oh, I'll bet you a good dinner," said Tracey. "All right," said Bassett, and jumped over the side of the buggy. By this time several members of the school who were passing through the campus had paused and were watching the performance.
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