I was really afraid I should drop it.

Miss Thankful took it from me and rested it on the edge of the lower shelf.
"Why, how you tremble, child!" she cried.

"Do you like old Colonial blue ware as well as that?
If you do, you shall have this piece.

Charity, bring a duster, or, better, a damp cloth.

You shall have it, yes, you shall have it." "Wait!" I could hardly speak.