Well, you've gone part way, so fur.

And now you'll go the rest." "I'd like to know why." "For one reason, because I'm your guardian and I say so." Stephen was furiously angry.

His father's indulgence and his sister's tolerance had, in most cases, made his will law in the household.

To be ordered about in this way by an ignorant interloper, as he considered his uncle, was too much.
"By gad," he shouted, "we'll see!" "No, we've seen.

You run along now and pack your trunk.