Here's my goggles; put 'em on.

I'm going to borrow Bland's." It had occurred to Johnny that Mary V would probably shrink from wearing anything belonging to Bland Halliday; girls were queer that way.
Bland stepped pugnaciously forward; his pale eyes were unpleasantly filmed with anger.

"Aw, I see your game, bo; but you can't get away with it.

Not for a minute, you can't.

You think I'm such a mark as that?
Come down here and work like a dog to get the plane ready to fly, and then kiss yuh good-bye and watch yuh go off with it--and leave me here to rot with the snakes and lizards?
Oh, no! I'll take the young lady--" "Give me a hand up, Johnny.