Sure you don't want anything, now ?" MONTMORENCY (_still backing_): "Not at all, thanks--not at all--very kind of you.

Good morning." THE CAT: "Good-morning." Then the cat rose, and continued his trot; and Montmorency, fitting what he calls his tail carefully into its groove, came back to us, and took up an unimportant position in the rear.
To this day, if you say the word "Cats!" to Montmorency, he will visibly shrink and look up piteously at you, as if to say: "Please don't." We did our marketing after breakfast, and revictualled the boat for three days.

George said we ought to take vegetables--that it was unhealthy not to eat vegetables.

He said they were easy enough to cook, and that he would see to that; so we got ten pounds of potatoes, a bushel of peas, and a few cabbages.

We got a beefsteak pie, a couple of gooseberry tarts, and a leg of mutton from the hotel; and fruit, and cakes, and bread and butter, and jam, and bacon and eggs, and other things we foraged round about the town for.
Our departure from Marlow I regard as one of our greatest successes.