He laughed again, and the other boys joined.
"She knocks you, and nips you, but she never hurts," said Paul, when the last corn had gone.

"Now, Miriam," said Maurice, "you come an 'ave a go." "No," she cried, shrinking back.
"Ha! baby.

The mardy-kid!" said her brothers.
"It doesn't hurt a bit," said Paul.

"It only just nips rather nicely." "No," she still cried, shaking her black curls and shrinking.
"She dursn't," said Geoffrey.

"She niver durst do anything except recite poitry." "Dursn't jump off a gate, dursn't tweedle, dursn't go on a slide, dursn't stop a girl hittin' her.