And then I was a bear to you.

I always am a bear when I am not pleased." "Peas, peas, peas," said the parrot.
"I shall be a bear to that brute of a bird before long." "What a very queer bird he is." "He is a public nuisance,--and so is the old lady who brought him here." This was said quite in a whisper.

"It is very odd, Miss Masters, but you are literally the only person in all Dillsborough in regard to whom I have any genuine feeling of old friendship." "You must remember a great many." "But I did not know any well enough.

I was too young to have seen much of your father.

But when I came back at that time you and I were always together." "Gedder, gedder, gedder," said the parrot.
"If that bird goes on like that I'll speak to the guard," said Mr.
Morton with affected anger.
"Polly mustn't talk," said the old lady waking up.
"Tok, tok, tok, tok," screamed the parrot.