1
There's no mistake but you're good grit, squire, but 'tain't no use.
2
You've got good grit; there's good stuff in you, I can see that.
3
But he's good grit anyway.
4
That's it; that's good grit!
5
Your mother's good grit.
6
"Say," he cried, with a sudden vehemence, "you've good grit, Evie.
7
'The Liberals are in and you're going to barber a good Grit before the sun rises.'
8
"A club, good grit and a hard fist will drive them when a machine gun wouldn't."
9
"Sis has good grit, hasn't she Harold?"
10
"Well, that 'are feller is good grit!"
11
" Good grit," said the first.
