"Ase Peters said the Grand Panjandrum was cranky as a shark with the toothache all day yesterday.

You must tell me the yarn when we get together.

I missed you when I called just now, but I'll be down again pretty soon.

You won't lose nothin' by this.
So long." As I came down the bank steps Sim Eldredge called across the road.
"Good-by, Ros," he shouted.

"Come in again next time you're up street." In all my period of residence in Denboro I had never before been treated like this.