1 I don't expect it to do me any good.
2 I took it out of the paper, and it proved to be a good one.
3 But my father were that good in his hart that he couldn't abear to be without us.
4 I don't want it to do me more good than it does now, said my convict, with a greedy laugh.
5 I thanked him, staring at him far beyond the bounds of good manners, and holding tight to Joe.
6 Among this good company I should have felt myself, even if I hadn't robbed the pantry, in a false position.
7 "Give me," said Joe, "a good book, or a good newspaper, and sit me down afore a good fire, and I ask no better."
8 It's not much to be particular about," said the sergeant; "it'll do you small good, my man, being in the same plight yourself.
9 He turned it about in his mouth much longer than usual, pondering over it a good deal, and after all gulped it down like a pill.
10 Thus calling him back as I went out of the door, I heard her say to Joe in a distinct emphatic voice, "The boy has been a good boy here, and that is his reward."
11 He was about to take another bite, and had just got his head on one side for a good purchase on it, when his eye fell on me, and he saw that my bread and butter was gone.
12 In his working-clothes, Joe was a well-knit characteristic-looking blacksmith; in his holiday clothes, he was more like a scarecrow in good circumstances, than anything else.
13 There was a reasonably good path now, mostly on the edge of the river, with a divergence here and there where a dike came, with a miniature windmill on it and a muddy sluice-gate.
14 As I watched them while they all stood clustering about the forge, enjoying themselves so much, I thought what terrible good sauce for a dinner my fugitive friend on the marshes was.
15 My state of mind regarding the pilfering from which I had been so unexpectedly exonerated did not impel me to frank disclosure; but I hope it had some dregs of good at the bottom of it.
16 We were joined by no stragglers from the village, for the weather was cold and threatening, the way dreary, the footing bad, darkness coming on, and the people had good fires in-doors and were keeping the day.
17 It being Saturday night, I found the landlord looking rather grimly at these records; but as my business was with Joe and not with him, I merely wished him good evening, and passed into the common room at the end of the passage, where there was a bright large kitchen fire, and where Joe was smoking his pipe in company with Mr. Wopsle and a stranger.
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