"I shouldn't." "It might do the pair of you good to give you a crack on the head with one," said the mother, laughing suddenly.
"Why are you so vindictive towards me ?" he said.

"I've not stolen anything from you." "No; I'll watch that," laughed the older woman.
Soon the supper was finished.

Mrs.Radford sat guard in her chair.

Paul lit a cigarette.

Clara went upstairs, returning with a sleeping-suit, which she spread on the fender to air.
"Why, I'd forgot all about THEM!" said Mrs.Radford.