"I didn't never call him unladylike, not even when he tied my Clorinda to the firewood bundle and burned her at the stake for a martyr." Peter had indeed perpetrated this outrage a year or two before.
"Well, you began, you know," said Bobbie, honestly, "about coals and all that.

Don't you think you'd better both unsay everything since the wave, and let honour be satisfied ?" "I will if Peter will," said Phyllis, sniffling.
"All right," said Peter; "honour is satisfied.

Here, use my hankie, Phil, for goodness' sake, if you've lost yours as usual.

I wonder what you do with them." "You had my last one," said Phyllis, indignantly, "to tie up the rabbit-hutch door with.

But you're very ungrateful.