"Who was he ?" "Sir ?" In spite of the candy which he had consumed in company with Marjorie and Mitchy-Mitch, Penrod had begun to eat lobster croquettes earnestly.
"Who WAS he ?" "Who do you mean, papa ?" "The man that gave you that ghastly Thing!" "Yessir.

A man gave it to me." "I say, Who WAS he ?" shouted Mr.Schofield.
"Well, I was just walking along, and the man came up to me--it was right down in front of Colgate's, where most of the paint's rubbed off the fence----" "Penrod!" The father used his most dangerous tone.
"Sir ?" "Who was the man that gave you the concertina ?" "I don't know.

I was walking along----" "You never saw him before ?" "No, sir.

I was just walk----" "That will do," said Mr.Schofield, rising.

"I suppose every family has its secret enemies and this was one of ours.