I'm starving.

I've got nowhere to sleep.

Will you give me some money, or something to eat?
Will you let me in ?" "No--no--no." Trina could fancy she almost saw the brassy glint in her husband's eyes.
He raised one enormous lean fist.

Then he growled: "If I had hold of you for a minute, by God, I'd make you dance.

An' I will yet, I will yet.