"As soon as she was gone, Frankie blurted, 'They're not supposed to separate us.' Mike looked from Mr.Golding to Mr. Howard. 'Sirs, if you mean to take only one of us, it should be Frankie. He's one of the youngest here... But if I'm out working for months at a time, I won't be able to look out for Frankie' " (Ryan, 253).
"Mrs. Sturbridge's eyes filled with tears as she looked them over and made a face as if she'd just seen a dead animal in the gutter. She turned and hurried up the stairs. At the top she leaned over the railing and yelled, 'Get them to Mrs. Potter immediately!' "(Ryan, 264).
"Frankie scooted closer and put an arm across Mike's chest. ' I'm scared if I close my eyes and go to sleep, I... I might wake up at Bishop's'... Mike heard Frankie's breathing change and knew he was already asleep... Just in case, Mike battled to keep his eyes open. But he lost" (Ryan, 270).
"He could almost sense Granny next to him on the piano bench and hear his mother humming... He was startled by a strange sound, a cross between a squeak and a gasp, and he looked up. Mrs. Sturbridge stood in the doorway, her hand on her heart, looking as if she'd seen a ghost" (Ryan, 274).
"Mike heard only bits of what they said. No money. . . one thing in mind. . . little thieves... The salesman grabbed the neck of Mike's shirt and twisted his right arm behind his back, marching him toward the door. Mike panicked. 'Let me go! What are you doing?' He hadn't ever been manhandled like this before (Ryan, 279).
"He noticed a small hand painted M on one edge... He was escorted by a chorus of sounds: the hoots clarinets, the swish-swish of the snare drum, the plucking of violin strings, and the deep strum of the cello... As he played songs he already knew by heart, his steps became more buoyant, and his heart filled with something he had not felt for a long while. Was it happiness?" (Ryan, 288-291)