You might sue us for libel, if you thought we had treated you badly.
At night he would rub his unshaven cheek on Sue's small cheek and tickle her.
Sue had stolen some matches and was using them as Jackstraws.
Soon she and Sue were intimate chums, they went to school together.
"He's going to try to know you, Billy, and help you," said Sue.
I thought of the years I had spent with Sam—and Sue, too, seemed to me to be having a spree.
"I once knew a man in a business way who dealt in guns," he explained to Sue.
Then Sue gave it to one of her writer friends who said he knew just the place for it.
But Sue's friend sold my story—for twenty-two dollars and fifty cents!
Without exactly meaning to, I drew away from my father to Sue.