This is my home, and it is wise to get along with one's neighbors.

Besides, they all have tongues in their heads like the rest of the human race, and it is just as well to have them wag for you as against you." Jane paused for a moment, her eyes watching the blazing logs, and asked with almost a sigh: "You don't mean, dear, that you never intend to help Archie, do you ?" "Never is a long word, Jane.

Wait till he grows up and I see what he makes of himself.

He is now nothing but a great animal, well built as a young bull, and about as awkward." Jane's eyes flashed and her shoulders straightened.

The knife had a double edge to its blade.
"He is your own flesh and blood, Lucy," she said with a ring of indignation in her voice.