That dress of yours, and that new bonnet, must have used up consider'ble, to say nothin' of that woodchuck you've got 'round your neck.

'Tis a woodchuck, ain't it ?" he added, solemnly.
"Woodchuck! Well, I like that! If you knew what a silver fox costs and how long I had to coax before I got this one you would be more careful in your language," she declared, with a toss of her head.
Jed sighed.

"That's the trouble with me," he observed.

"I never know enough to pick out the right things--or folks--to be careful with.

If I set out to be real toady and humble to what I think is a peacock it generally turns out to be a Shanghai rooster.