It don’t make any difference to me.

When they’re not they make a lot of trouble for everybody.

She walked back to where Jim was lying and shook him once more to make sure.

“Oh, Daddy, can’t you give her something to make her stop screaming?” asked Nick.

Finally the officer told the soldiers it was no good trying to make him stand up.

His father picked the baby up and slapped it to make it breathe and handed it to the old woman.

Liz wanted to make something special for Jim to take but she didn’t finally because she was afraid to ask Mrs. Smith for the eggs and flour and afraid if she bought them Mrs. Smith would catch her cooking.

Nick’s father always assumed that this was what would happen, and hired the Indians to come down from the camp and cut the logs up with the crosscut saw and split them with a wedge to make cord wood and chunks for the open fireplace.

They had drifted up onto the beach and if nothing were done about them sooner or later the crew of the Magic would come along the shore in a rowboat, spot the logs, drive an iron spike with a ring on it into the end of each one and then tow them out into the lake to make a new boom.