"I'm not under Baumberger's orders, if the rest of the bunch is.

And I wish you'd tell Peaceful I want to talk to him, Mother Hart--will you?
Tell him to ditch his guardian angel somehow.

I'd like to see him on the quiet if I can, but if I can't--" "Can't be nice, and forgiving, and repentant, and--a dear ?" Evadna had crept over to him by way of the rocks behind the pond, and at every pause in her questioning she pushed him forward by his two shoulders.
"I'm so furious I could beat you! What do you mean, savage, by letting a lady stay all afternoon by herself, waiting for you to come and coax her into being nice to you?
Don't you know I H-A-ATE you ?" She had him by the ears, then, pulling his head erratically from side to side, and she finished by giving each ear a little slap and laid her arms around his neck.

"Please don't look at me that way, Aunt Phoebe," she said, when she discovered her there inside the door.

"Here's a horrible young villain who doesn't know how to behave, and makes me do all the making up.