Lots growing--lots spoils." "Thank you, sir," I said diffidently, "but--" "Woa, Teddy," he cried, laughing.

"There; that'll do.

Look here, why don't you bring her for a walk round the garden--do her good?
Glad to see her any time.

Here, what a fellow you are, dropping your strawberries.

Let it alone, Dick.