You'd better make that treacle roley--and if I were you, Eliza, I'd do a little housework and cleaning, just for a change.' The servants gave in once and for all.
'There's nothing like firmness,' Cyril went on, when the breakfast things were cleared away and the children were alone in the nursery.
'People are always talking of difficulties with servants.

It's quite simple, when you know the way.

We can do what we like now and they won't peach.

I think we've broken THEIR proud spirit.

Let's go somewhere by carpet.' 'I wouldn't if I were you,' said the Phoenix, yawning, as it swooped down from its roost on the curtain pole.