But it ain't no use making matters worse.

It's a pretty kettle of fish as it stands.

Now, go up, dearie, like a good boy, and make things roight." Ned lingered irresolute for a little time in the hall, and then his father's words, "Be kind to her," came strongly in his mind, and he slowly went upstairs and knocked at his mother's door.
"Oh! here you are again!" she said in querulous tones as he entered, "after being nearly the death of me with your wicked goings on! I don't know what you will come to, speaking to me as you did yesterday, and then running away and stopping out all night." "It was wrong, mother," Ned said quietly, "and I have come to tell you I am sorry; but you see the news was very sudden, and I wasn't prepared for it.

I did not know that he had been coming here, and the news took me quite by surprise.

I suppose fellows never do like their mothers marrying again.