I don't suppose I ought to repeat it either." "Billie, I wish I could shake you right here by the Michigander sea.

How dare you keep back any news of my family from me ?" "It was something about there not being any more dividends until after the war, on some stock.

I guess it hit grandfather, too, but I heard him say that there wasn't a farm up there that couldn't support itself, properly run, and he guessed they'd all weather the storm." Kit frowned heavily.
"Stock," she repeated with scorn.

"The very idea, anyway, of taking real money and giving it away for a lot of little certificates.

If I had money I'd put it in a nice clean, dry, covered tin pail, and hang it down my well, just like Jerushy said she always did when she had a ten-dollar bill around that worried her.