But stop, I had better write it down.

Lend me your hat, poor boy, to write on." "I have a great mind to lend you a box on the ear," I answered her in my vexation, "and I would, if you had not been crying so, you sly good-for-nothing baggage.

As it is, I shall keep it for Master Faggus, and add interest for keeping." "Oh no, John; oh no, John," she begged me earnestly, being sobered in a moment.

"Your hand is so terribly heavy, John; and he never would forgive you; although he is so good-hearted, he cannot put up with an insult.

Promise me, dear John, that you will not strike him; and I will promise you faithfully to keep your secret, even from mother, and even from Cousin Tom himself." "And from Lizzie; most of all, from Lizzie," I answered very eagerly, knowing too well which of my relations would be hardest with me.
"Of course from little Lizzie," said Annie, with some contempt; "a young thing like her cannot be kept too long, in my opinion, from the knowledge of such subjects.