What do you say?
Come along and I'll interdoodle you to some of our prominent criminals.

Find your cap and follow me." "I wish," said Amy, as they clattered down the stairs in the wake of several other boys who had lingered no longer than they after nine o'clock had struck, "I wish you had made the Fifth Form, Clint." "So do I," was the reply.

"I could have if they'd stretched a point." "Um; yes," mused the other.

"Stretched a point.

Now that's something I never could make out, Clint." "What!" "Why, how you can stretch a point.