Often Mrs. Jo hushed them all , saying , with a sob in her throat , `` The noise may frighten them , let me call ; Robby will know my voice ; '' and then she would cry out the beloved little name in every tone of tenderness , till the very echoes whispered it softly , and the winds seemed to waft it willingly ; but still no answer came .
Robby would not know her voice.
( z1 know :polarity - :ARG0 ( z2 person :name ( z3 name :op "Robby" ) ) :ARG1 ( z4 voice :poss ( z5 she ) ) )