Oh, don't; it is such a pet.' 'I won't hurt it,' said Ike; 'I'm 'shamed of you, Urb, for to think of such a thing.

Arf a shiner, miss, and the bird is yours for life.' 'Half a WHAT ?' asked Anthea.
'Arf a shiner, quid, thick 'un--half a sov, then.' 'I haven't got it--and, besides, it's OUR bird,' said Anthea.
'Oh, don't talk to him,' said Cyril and then Jane said suddenly-- 'Phoenix--dear Phoenix, we can't do anything.

YOU must manage it.' 'With pleasure,' said the Phoenix--and Ike nearly dropped it in his amazement.
'I say, it do talk, suthin' like,' said he.
'Youths,' said the Phoenix, 'sons of misfortune, hear my words.' 'My eyes!' said Ike.
'Look out, Ike,' said Urb, 'you'll throttle the joker--and I see at wunst 'e was wuth 'is weight in flimsies.'00 'Hearken, O Eikonoclastes, despiser of sacred images--and thou, Urbanus, dweller in the sordid city.

Forbear this adventure lest a worse thing befall.' 'Luv' us!' said Ike, 'ain't it been taught its schoolin' just!' 'Restore me to my young acolytes and escape unscathed.

Retain me--and--' 'They must ha' got all this up, case the Polly got pinched,' said Ike.
'Lor' lumme, the artfulness of them young uns!' 'I say, slosh 'em in the geseech and get clear off with the swag's wot I say,' urged Herbert.
'Right O,' said Isaac.
'Forbear,' repeated the Phoenix, sternly.