We shall never get to the farm if you stay climbing here.

And you wouldn't find it as easy as Charlie does, I can tell you." "Why, I'm bigger than Charlie," said Olly, pouting, as they walked away.
"But you haven't got such stout legs; and, besides, Charlie is always out of doors all day long, climbing and poking about.

I daresay he can do outdoor things better than you can.

You're a little town boy, you know." "Charlie's got a black face," said Olly, who was not at all pleased that Charlie, who was smaller than he was, and dirty besides, could do anything better than he could.
"Well, you see, he hasn't got a Nana always looking after him as you have." "Hasn't he got _any_ Nana ?" asked Olly, looking as if he didn't understand how there could be little children without Nanas.
"He hasn't got any nurse but his mother, and Mrs.Wheeler has a great deal else to do than looking after him.

What would you be like, do you think, Olly, if I had to do all the housework, and cook the dinner, and mind the baby, and there was no nurse to wash your face and hands for you ?" "I should get just like shock-headed Peter," said Olly, shaking his head gravely at the idea.