"Ever since you went away to school, you've had a high and mighty opinion of yourself.

I don't know what will become of you after I've gone away, and there's no one who really knows how to make you behave.

Aren't these apples bully though?
Do you suppose they'll mind very much if we stay just a few minutes?
Don't you love this old pond, Billie?
Remember your flat-bottomed boat that always leaked when we used to go fishing in it.

How I hated to take turns bailing it out." Billie dipped into his inner coat pocket and drew forth a little leather bill fold, somewhat sheepishly.
"I've got a snap shot here that I wanted you to take out with you.

It's funny you just happened to speak about it.