When he comes I'll just step into the garden, for you two young things would rather have your chatter alone.
Oh, you needn't tell me, Trixie, I know.

I was young once, and I never cared to have my nonsense listened to.

By the way, I might ask Captain Bertram to take a box of Eleazer's Life-pills to his poor mother.

I was recommending them to her, and I'm convinced they are just the medicine for her complaint.

And, Bee, I wish you'd remind me to tell Jane to send over a jug of buttermilk to the Bells.