You just keep right on with the outfit, and if a lumberjack so much as looks at you, set the bear on him.

I know what Henry can do in that direction, having had a run-in with him myself." "Don't ye 'old-dear' me!" growled Joe.

"Started that agin, have ye?
Miss Wingate, if ye don't tame that husband of yers with a club, I will." Joe winked at Nora as she said it.
"Leave him to me, Mrs.Shafto.Hippy, go wash your face.

You are a perfect sight.

I'm positively ashamed of you." "That's all right, Nora.