"I expect to open dirteen bottles of lemonade.

I have lent your good moder's corkscrew." "I shall be pleased to send Ebenezer a little present, but I can't come, I really can't.

You must excuse me." Daniel turned away.
"Vell," said Sugarman, anxious to assure him he bore no malice.

"If you send a present I reckon it de same as if you come." "That's all right," said Daniel with strained heartiness.
Sugarman tucked Nehemiah under his arm but lingered on the threshold.

He did not know how to broach the subject.