"Nora, protect me.

Don't let him get me.

Please, mister, I haven't any cakes.

I gave them all to a poor, miserable beggar who--" "Here, Reddy, you may have them," broke in Grace decisively.

"It is bad enough to have an unpleasant duty thrust upon one, but to be called names!" "I never did, never," protested Hippy.