Very much obliged, I'm sure.

I don't doubt but what you meant it kind, but I'd rather not be acquainted with you any longer if it's all the same to you." He deliberately turned the chair round so that his back was turned to the children.

The legs of the chair grated on the brick floor, and that was the only sound that broke the silence.
Then suddenly Bobbie spoke.
"Look here," she said, "this is most awful." "That's what I says," said Perks, not turning round.
"Look here," said Bobbie, desperately, "we'll go if you like--and you needn't be friends with us any more if you don't want, but--" "WE shall always be friends with YOU, however nasty you are to us," sniffed Phyllis, wildly.
"Be quiet," said Peter, in a fierce aside.
"But before we go," Bobbie went on desperately, "do let us show you the labels we wrote to put on the things." "I don't want to see no labels," said Perks, "except proper luggage ones in my own walk of life.

Do you think I've kept respectable and outer debt on what I gets, and her having to take in washing, to be give away for a laughing-stock to all the neighbours ?" "Laughing ?" said Peter; "you don't know." "You're a very hasty gentleman," whined Phyllis; "you know you were wrong once before, about us not telling you the secret about the Russian.

Do let Bobbie tell you about the labels!" "Well.