Don't get in a wax, now.

I've got my reasons." "Whatever do you mean?
Do you know who it was, then?
Come in! Who's there ?" The intruder was the Baby Jukes, who carried half a dozen letters in his hand, one of which he presented to the two chums.
"One for you," said he.

"They're all the same.

Wake gave Bateson and me a penny a-piece for writing them out, and we knocked off twenty.

He says he'd have sent you one a-piece, only he knows you've not two ideas between you.