"If he tried to get past our house, Eileen is perfectly capable of setting it on fire to stop him.

She's got him 'vamped' properly." "Oh I don't know that ye should say just that," said Katy "Eileen is a mighty pretty girl, and she is SOME manager." "You can stake your hilarious life she is," said Linda, viciously kicking a boot to the center of the kitchen.

"She can manage to go downtown for lunch and be invited out to dinner thirteen times a week, and leave us at home to eat bread and milk, bread heavily stressed.
She can manage to get every cent of the income from the property in her fingers, and a great big girl like me has to go to high school looking so tacky that even the boys are beginning to comment on it.

Manage, I'll say she can manage, not to mention managing to snake John Gilman right out of Marian's fingers.

I doubt if Marian fully realizes yet that she's lost her man; and I happen to know that she just plain loved John!" The second boot landed beside the first, then Linda picked them both up and started toward the back hall.
"Honey, are ye too bad hurt to help me any ?" asked Katy, as she passed her.
"Of course not," said Linda.