Don't grin! You aggravate me.

I believe you've taken it away to tease me.

Have you?
Confess now! It's in your pocket all the time ?" Irene looked eagerly at the bulging outline of her brother's coat, but her newly formed hopes were doomed to disappointment.
"Never seen it! What should _I_ want with your old history book?
I've finished for good with such vanities, thank the Fates!" "Don't rub it in.

It's a beastly shame _you_ should be allowed to leave school while _I_ must go slaving on at Miss Gordon's.

Ugh! How I hate the place! The idea of going back there to-morrow! It's simply appalling.