Feed a Glory deejon, and watch over him, an' he'll cover a housetop an' give you two bloomings." "I have never lived in an English garden.

I should like to see this one at its best." Leaving her with salutes of abject gratitude, Kedgers moved away bewildered.

What man could believe it true?
At three or four yards' distance he stopped and, turning, came back to touch his cap again.
"You understand, miss," he said.

"I wasn't even second or third under Mr.Timson.

I'm not deceiving you, am I, miss ?" "You are to be trusted," said Miss Vanderpoel, "first because you love the things--and next because of Timson.".