I will tell you how it is I break them so, grandmother dear.

I am always in such a hurry, and brooches _are_ so provoking sometimes.

They won't go in, and I give them a push, and then they just squock across in a moment." "They just _what_ ?" said grandmother.
"Squock across, grandmother dear," said Molly serenely.

"It's a word of my own.

I have a good many words of my own like that.