No I don’t.

I don’t know.

I don’t know.

I don’t know.

Don’t they ever?

Don’t get huffy.

I don’t know, Nick.

I don’t know, Marge.

“Don’t Jim,” Liz said.

I don’t know a single⁠—

I don’t know why it was.

I don’t know what to say.

“I don’t know,” Nick said.

What don’t you know, anyway?

“I don’t see it,” said Bill.

“You don’t need to,” she said.

I don’t care who you steal from.

Why they came East I don’t know.

Please, please don’t be that way!

You don’t want to think about it.

“You don’t know,” said his father.

“Don’t get huffy, Doc,” said Dick.

It don’t make any difference to me.

I said, “Don’t be a damn fool, Luis.”

“I don’t feel like eating,” said Nick.

Fall for them but don’t let them ruin you.

Please don’t try and keep anything from me.

“Don’t go off at half cock, Doc,” Dick said.

“Don’t talk that way, Dick,” the doctor said.

I don’t hear them because they are not important.

“I don’t know,” Nick said, getting wood for a fire.

“You don’t want to take the ventral fin out,” he said.

Like how much better you can pick them if you don’t see the horses.

“You don’t have to talk silly,” Marjorie said; “what’s really the matter?”

The idea is if we don’t look out the white race will be⁠—will be utterly submerged.

Dear, I don’t think, I really don’t think that anyone would really do a thing like that.

“Don’t look at me,” Daisy retorted, “I’ve been trying to get you to New York all afternoon.”

Conduct may be founded on the hard rock or the wet marshes, but after a certain point I don’t care what it’s founded on.

“Oh, I’ll stay in the East, don’t you worry,” he said, glancing at Daisy and then back at me, as if he were alert for something more.

“Now, don’t think my opinion on these matters is final,” he seemed to say, “just because I’m stronger and more of a man than you are.”