"She'd be glad if it would get me 'softly,' right now.

She don't want me here 't all." Elnora smothered his face against her breast and rocked.
"You love me, don't you ?" "I will, if you will go to sleep." "Every single day you will give me your dinner for the bologna, won't you," said Billy.
"Yes, I will," replied Elnora.

"But you will have as good lunch as I do after this.

You will have milk, eggs, chicken, all kinds of good things, little pies, and cakes, maybe." Billy shook his head.

"I am going back home soon as it is light," he said, "she don't want me.