You might have killed your little brother with your precious medicines.

You've had a lucky escape, certainly.

But poor Noel!' 'Oh, do you think he's going to die ?' Alice asked that, and she was crying again.
'No, no,' said Albert's uncle; 'but look here.

Do you see how silly you've been?
And I thought you promised your Father--' And then he gave us a long talking-to.

He can make you feel most awfully small.