"If you get her ear, you're all right; the plague is to get it with them two she-cats ready to tear your eyes out.

If I'se you, I'd ask to see her.

I wouldn't tell my arrent either, till I did.

She's sick upstairs; but I'll see if Pamely can't manage it.

That's my woman--Pamely; been mine for four years, and we've had two pair of twins, all dead; so I feel tender toward the little ones," and Jim glanced kindly at Willie, who had succeeded in making Adah notice the house standing out so prominently against the winter sky, and looking to the poor woman-girl more like a prison than a home.
It might be pleasant there in the summer, Adah thought; but now, with snow on the roof, snow on the walk, snow on the trees, snow everywhere, it presented a cheerless aspect.