Think of anybody daring to call Judge Ward, _Bill!_ No matter what the judge was doing, or how glum he looked, if Charley took a notion, he would go up and stand in front of him, and say, 'Laugh, Bill, laugh!' If the judge happened to be reading, he'd have to put down his book, and no matter whether he felt funny or not, or whether there was anything to laugh at or not, he would have to throw his head back and just roar.
Charley liked to see his fat sides shake, and his white teeth shine.
I've heard people say that the judge likes Charley better than anybody else in the world, because he's the only person who acts as if he wasn't afraid of him." Jules sat still a minute, considering, and then asked, anxiously, "But what do you suppose would happen if I should say 'Laugh, Martin, laugh,' to my uncle ?" Joyce shrugged her shoulders impatiently.

"Mercy, Jules, I did not mean that you should act like a three-year-old baby.

I meant that you ought to talk up to your uncle some.

Now this is the way you are." She picked up a kernel of the unpopped corn, and held it out for him to see.

"You shut yourself up in a little hard ball like this, so that your uncle can't get acquainted with you.