It's the only sort of thing that I can do, because I'm not clever.

I know you think me very stupid." "Yes, I do," said Olva, "and you mustn't talk like a schoolgirl.

If we're friends and I let you come in here, you mustn't let your vest come over your cuffs and you must take those spots off your waistcoat, and brush your hair and clean your nails, and you must just be sensible and have a little humour.

Why don't you play football ?" "I can't play games, I'm very shortsighted." "Well, you must take some sort of exercise.

Run round Parker's Piece or something, or go and run at Fenner's.