I ain't a swell,--like these friends of yours,--but I am your cousin, and you've got no right to scorn me!" "That's so, Bill," Patty said, seriously; "and here's another thing.
Betty has met Azalea now,--she knows just what she is.

If she still cares to ask her to her house, I shall approve of her going.

I want to do all I can for our cousin, and there's no better way to teach people to swim, than to throw them into the water!" "Bully for you, Cousin Patty!" Azalea cried, her eyes snapping at Bill.
"I'm not so bad as I might be, and I'll do just what you tell me." "I'm sure you will," agreed Betty, and Farnsworth looked at her appreciatively, feeling a deep sense of gratitude at the way she was helping Patty out.
"It seems hard on you, Azalea," he went on, "to talk of you like this,--as if you were not present,--but it is so.

You need,--I'm not going to hesitate to tell you,--you need a thorough training in matters pertaining to polite society.

Unless you are willing to accept our teachings and do your best to profit by them,--I am going to send you back home! For much as I want to be kind and helpful to my young cousin,--I will not even try, if it makes my wife any trouble or embarrassment." "Oh, pshaw, Little Billee,--leave Azalea to me,--I can manage her." "You can't, Patty, without her cooperation and willingness.