Father would make a row if he knew.
I do like you." "Get out!" "Ah, you may say that, but I'd do anything for you now." "Then let me go." "'Cept that." "Knock me on the head, then, and put me out of my misery." "And 'cept that too.

I say, don't be snarky with me.

You must stop here as long as father likes, but why shouldn't you and me be friends?
I've brought you a Jew's harp to learn to play when you're alone." Archy uttered an ejaculation full of contempt, and snatched the proffered toy and hurled it as far as he could.
"It was a sixpenny one, and I walked all the way to Dunmouth and back to get it for you--twenty miles.

It aren't much of a thing for an orficer and a gentleman, though, I know.

But, I say, look here, would you like to learn to play the fiddle ?" "Will you take your chattering tongue somewhere else ?" "'Cause," continued Ram, without heeding the midshipman's petulant words, "I could borrow big Tom Dunley's old fiddle.