He's a good getter, an' a good keeper, but he's about the poorest giver I ever did see, if he is my own father.

There ain't nothin' in the world else that would drive me to get married but just the trouble I have to get money out of pa for anything.

I ain't even got a black silk dress to my name, and there ain't another lady in Kilo but's got one.

I guessed when we moved to town I would have the egg money same as on the farm, but since pa had his teeth out an' got new ones he won't eat nothin' but eggs, an' I don't get any egg money.

Pa eats so many eggs I'm ashamed to tell it.