They all say the same things with the same expressions as though they got them from the same books, and their gambolling makes their joints creak.

It's all like playing with a fire of damp logs.

I like something that can blaze and scorch.

The game counts then." "Then you ought to like me," said Harry, doing his best to look the very devil of a fellow.

Even he had to join in Joan's huge burst of merriment.