He'll get through the world." "Aye will he," returned Mr.Smith.

"Oh if you could have seen his face as I saw it, just peering from under the table cloth, his eyes as bright as stars, and full of merriment and delight." "Bless his heart! He's a dear little fellow!" How could I help saying this?
"And the others! You lost half the pleasure of the whole affair by not seeing them." "We shall have a frolic with the rogues to-morrow morning.

I can see the triumph on Will's face.

I understand now what all their whisperings meant this afternoon.

They were concocting this plan.