"Billy, I admire your taste more than your temper." Elnora looked up.

"The little soul is nothing but skin and bones," she said.

"I never was really hungry myself; were any of you ?" "Well, I should say so," cried a plump, rosy girl.

"I'm famished right now.

Let's have breakfast immediate!" "We got to refill this box first!" said Ellen Brownlee.