Sometimes, now, he doesn't cry hardly any.

I'm afraid, to-day, though, he will," she worried.
"Yes, I'm afraid he will," almost screamed Aunt Hannah, in order to make herself heard above Bertram, Jr., who, by this time, was voicing his opinion of matters and things in no uncertain manner.
It was not, after all, so very long before peace and order reigned; and, in due course, Bertram, Jr., in his carriage, lay fast asleep.

Then, while Aunt Hannah went to Billy's room for a short rest, Billy and Alice went out on to the wide veranda which faced the wonderful expanse of sky and sea.
"Now tell me of yourself," commanded Billy, almost at once.

"It's been ages since I've heard or seen a thing of you." "There's nothing to tell." "Nonsense! But there must be," insisted Billy.

"You know it's months since I've seen anything of you, hardly." "I know.