They scrambled on for some way, then the bushes suddenly seemed to grow less thick, and in a minute they came out upon a little path.
"Phil," said Griselda, "this isn't the way we came." "Isn't it ?" said Phil, looking about him.

"Then we must have comed the wrong way." "I'm afraid so," said Griselda, "and it seems to be so late already.

I'm so sorry, for Aunt Grizzel will be vexed, and I did so want to please her.

Will your nurse be vexed, Phil ?" "I don't care if she are," replied Phil valiantly.
"You shouldn't say that, Phil.

You know we _shouldn't_ have stayed so long playing." "Nebber mind," said Phil.